Listened, gave advice, comforted me. I was happy for her support, happy to have an older, more experienced sister, who could help me navigate the sea ...f puberty with its unclear deeps and stay clear of its many cliffs.But there was also the now familiar discomfort, a growing suspicion in the back of my mind. A suspicion, only fuelled by the sobbing noises I could hear coming out of her room every night.And then, when I mustered all my courage, finally confessed to Jessica, and inevitably got. I watched in close-up as hepumped jets of white goo onto his flat stomach.'That was fantastic,' he said.He was touching me again. Downthere. Touching my clitoris. Circlingit. Flicking at it. I felt my vagina flood withfluid again but, this time, something was different. It was pulsing somehow.Pulsing inside me as if it would blow up like a balloon.My stomach muscles seemed to be contracting in time with the pulses.'What's happening,' I said, in panic.Sean took his hand away. 'What's the. Caressed her every curve. Slipped across her every hole. I know her body more intimately than any of my former lovers. They lie far below, relinquishing their own life-blood, never to be caressed again by mortal men.Upping my pace, I glide across her skin like a snake searching for its prey. Taking care to distribute my weight evenly. Never an uneven step. Never stepping through the thin membrane of frozen snow beneath. With a racing heart, I approach her first crack. Only I can see the slight. The machine continued to whine and June started to regain her composure. Now, I began to receive some mind blowing head. June was sucking my cock like there was no tomorrow. She slid her moist lips up and down my erect shaft. Her tongue was rubbing it as she continued her assault. It was one of the world's most amazing feelings that I was experiencing. Her cock sucking and blow job techniques were getting more intense as she rode the machine. I was barely hanging on and getting ready to let go.