My mother reminding me about breaking curfew didn't help how I felt about myself.After breakfast, I cleaned my bowl and spoon and went back to my bedr...om. In the relative privacy there, I thought back on my actions of the last couple of days. I had considered myself a rather reasonable person, and had once thought myself to be a gentleman. How could I have changed so drastically and so quickly?There was a gentle knock on the door of my room."Who is it?" I asked, sullenly.My step-sister's voice. The orgasm won.It wasn’t a thunderclap, but it was definitely a climax. And it confirmed a suspicion I’d had; that I had never had a real orgasm before. I felt the sweetness flow through me, sapping my strength. I realized that I hadn’t thought to breathe as I climaxed, and did a deep exhale and inhale. When I opened my eyes, there were Erin’s lips, hovering over my breasts. She kissed each nipple tenderly.“Thank you,” I said. My voice was trembling.“My pleasure, dear! You were always such a. ." NO!" Sophia said adamantly. "Well, there is one little trick Alexa pulled, but it's minor, and it's just that I don't think you've thought of it, and we can discuss that later." She looked down. "It wasn't the receiving--though Alexa is good, you're better--it was the giving." I don't understand."Sophia blushed furiously. "Warren, what's your favorite thing to do to me?" Eating your pussy, you know that." Right." She blushed harder. "Well, I discovered last night exactly why you like it so. ”As they were riding down in the elevator, Paul was able to ask her a few questions to get to know her as well as appraise her physically. He thought she was about five foot six inches tall, had short blond hair that had some dark streaks in it and weighed about one hundred and thirty pounds. He wasn’t sure about her age-wise but he thought she was somewhere in either her late thirties or early forties. She was wearing rimless eyeglasses that gave her facially a sexy look. She said she was the.