It was the time when I was doing my graduation and about 21 years old and she was in 11th grade and about 18 years old. We were very alone in our home... I was in my room and was reading an erotic story. All of a sudden, I had to go to bathroom to jerk off and the story remained open on the table. My room was not locked. When I came out, I found the storybook closed and the door of my room was slightly open. I peeped to TV lounge and I saw that my sister was fingering herself through her. I grab it tight. It springs to life and he just lays down by my side. I stroke it for few minutes.After a few minutes I feel a hand pushing my head down. After a little bit resistance I bend down to touch the tip of his cock with my lips and then slowly opened my mouth to let it in. It was even stranger in my mouth. I couldn’t compare it to anything that I had eaten or tasted before.Having no clue…I just suckle on his cock few seconds. He then slowly guided my head up and down as though. I winced in surprise and fear, my body tensing in anticipation but did nothing to stop him. “Are you sure?” Jake asked, his eyes fixed on mine. Unable to speak I just nodded, begging my body to open wider and wider for him; begging for there to be no pain but wanting it to happen, right then, right there, however it might feel. “You’re incredible, Amy!” He lowered his head and kissed me on the lips. “I’ll be gentle, I promise!” He smiled and a moment later his powerful body tensed slightly. I. His seventy-meter craft had just landed and already wore a thick cover of snow and so did the Volvo Flier that waited not far from the landing ramp.He girded Mjördaren and then stomped through the snow and the bitterly cold wind. A figure thickly wrapped in furs stood by the flier and greeted him with a muffled voice. “Hail Lord of the Ragnarsson clan and welcome home.”Erik Gustav knew of course who the man was and recognized the muffled voice. “Hail Orkning, it is good to be home indeed.”Erik.