There were a few moments of agonizing silence as he perused. He set the paper down and looked at her uncertain face. “I’m very impressed. It’s ...bvious you took a lot of time on this. But there’s something wrong here.” She nodded in resignation, barely able to meet his eyes, and sighed. “I know. I'm not exactly the best writer...but I really did try,” she affirmed and finally met his gaze with hers. Instead of seeing the expected disappointment in his eyes, she was met with a hot and intense. I smiled up at her as she breathed heavily. I pushed my briefs off as I truly was much hotter now than I had been; that and I also needed to free my throbbing cock from its constraint. I reclaimed my position ontop of my sister and smiled, not sure what had just happened but I liked it. Michelle giggled, “That was fun, but this seems like it would go further” she reached under and dragged her fingers along the length of my cock. I of course had never measured my cock at that age, but it was. Granted, the second bedroom was unoccupied at the house, so maybe there was more wouldn't than couldn't. So she did what she had always done best. Played the guilt trip and begged her sister, my fiancée, Emili, for a place to stay. Emili hadn't wanted to let her stay, but it was with us or on the street. I had put in my own two cents that we should let her stay with us. She could pay us rent (discounted of course) to help on our bills and save up for a car and her own place. Six months. He took my sandals off and began rubbing and kissing my feet, a big turn on for me, and soon our clothing came off. I almost lost it and left as my bra and panties came off but I knew I had to go through with this since I came this far. I was soon lying next to a naked man who wasn't my husband.The foreplay was good and he didn't rush things. I'm afraid I wasn't much of lover that day as I just laid on my back breathing hard from both sexual excitement and anxiety. When he began oral sex on my.