I quickly exited out of the porn page as my older sister, Laura, ran up the stairs. "What are you doing home" I asked as she walked by in a small pair...of running shorts and her sports bra dripping in sweat as I'd assumed she had just went for a long run, as she often does. she said she was lonely after all her roommates went home for the summer and she missed the family. She quickly went to the bathroom and turned on the shower. I was still horny as my alone time had been interrupted, so I. After a few moments, he pulled away from her and lay on his back. His muscular chest was glistening with sweat, causing the wild growth of hair to form patterns. Tammy reached over and stroked him, pulling the wiry hair between her fingertips. She inched her hand down to his trim waist and felt the sticky tip of his cock press against the inside of her palm.“That was wonderful,” she whispered, feeling totally relaxed. “I love your cock.”“If you love it so much, why don’t you kiss it?” he asked. I felt myself unwind, relax, open up. She bent down to kiss the back of my neck. I felt her hot breath. My cock, balls and ass – sore as it was ‐ all ached with a need for…more. God, just more. It was insatiable, that desire. A Pavlovian response? Perhaps. With Amanda, my body had certainly learned that good things always came after “punishments”.“Come here, Nash.” Amanda’s voice was rough and smoky. I straightened up from the table, turned to face her and she took me in her arms, pulling me. I knock and he answers the door almost immediately. I'm guessing he was thinking the same kind of thoughts I was, but I didn't want to seem too eager. He showed me the living room, where I encountered his roomate, and suffered from the truth that not all dreams come true. His roomate was not in the slightest bit attractive at all, more akin to a fatter, greasy haired, pimple ridden Jabba the Hutt than a man. His roomate only said "Hey", but he said a lot more with his eyes. I couldcfeel his.