After a couple of minutes, Jude stood and turned to face the asshole, leaning over and no doubt giving him a clear view down the front of her dress. S...e then laughed. I could hear the faint sound of her giggles from where I stood watching. She turned and sauntered, unsteadily back into the house.Marcel waited about sixty seconds and was on his feet heading to the door. I caught him just before he opened it, with a hand on his arm. He seemed surprised to see me.“We need to talk, Slick,” I. The reason I had in my head if she asked why was to help drain the swelling, which was true, but also because now I was spreading her butt cheeks and looking at more of her ass. Her asshole was covered still by the pajama bottom, but I figured if I continued to do this on a regular basis for her, I'm sure I could get her to take it almost all off. I then realized what in the hell I was thinking, that this was my sister and I shouldn't be thinking like this at all. I stopped massaging her,. ” I knew he was getting close so I shoved a finger deep into his ass and he yelled again, “Fuck you, dammit,” and grabbed my head forcing his cock all the way down as it started to throb and shoot. His cock pulsated in my throat, emptying his balls of the day’s buildup of cum. I was determined to taste this cream and I pushed him back out some, to catch some of his cum in my mouth. When I did, he pulled out and started beating his meat, slapping me in the face with it as he did. He got hot. .. I have problems understanding that. My parents have told me that many times, as have Beth and Coach. That is, Coach Virtanen.”“Yeah, while I understand, it’s not something that I can really internalize. Does that make sense, Civia?”With her head nodding rapidly, she responded, “Yes! That’s exactly it. I guess we’re all built differently.”“Are you going to be in the stands for Elkton’s game with Sarnia? Perhaps we could sit together.”“Oh. Umm ... oh.”Civia looked nervously at me.“It’s okay,.