She kept her little hand tucked under my arm most of the evening. (He’s my date bitch, and don’t you wish he was yours?) I was incredibly proud, a...d did a bit of strutting and posturing myself. Meg loves to dance, and I was glad I’d learned a bit from watching her prance around the house. I was able to watch carefully and mimic some of her moves on the floor. Silly as it seemed, dancing with my teenage sister was pure fun!It’s been a long time since anyone looked at me and acted “as if,” but. On Friday night, however, when most people were looking forward to a normal weekend Janet would be preparing for something quite different. She would shower and clean up, shave her legs and eliminate as much body hair as she could. No bikini lines for a slave girl!She had asked a neighbor to keep an eye out for her apartment when she was gone for the weekend. Her neighbors thought that the limo that picked her up every Friday might be taking her away to meet a rich date. How surprised they. She looked up at me and I could see the pain in her eyes. “Hold it all in, Baby. You’re getting me closer. Keep sucking just like that. Yeah, that’s soo good.” With that I pushed her down until she gagged. She clenched her butt cheeks and popped off my cock with strings of saliva dripping everywhere.” “Oh, god, I almost lost it,” she panted. I pushed her back down and she engulfed my cock and resumed sucking me up and down. The desperation to get me off was very apparent. She was frantically. However, all that squirming around while I was still inside her felt real good. I got all the way hard again and she felt the change. She started to get that goofy, crinkly grin again and I got scared. I was in uncharted waters and didn't know how to act.Hey, let's face it. Guys just don't go around and lay pipe to their own mothers. I hear the Arabs and Mexicans do that shit, but us real authentic American guys don't. Well, at least none of my friends ever admitted they did the deed with their.