I could picture his smile as he wrote it. I had one of my own."Oh, my."Jeff had nothing of particular interest to report. He was working long hours an... having the time of his life doing it.He had not been cut off completely from social contact with members of the gentler gender. He had taken his sister out to dinner a couple of times.This was pretty unusual behavior for a brother his age, but I understood. It was Jeff. It amazed me that a single action by Jeff could simultaneously be both. They were coated in a sticky sheen of moisture, and I could smell her pussy on them.‘Suck them!’ she ordered gently.Mesmerised, I opened my mouth and Charlotte, looking me directly in the eye, pushed her fingers inside. I closed my lips around them and sucked obediently, and couldn’t help moaning as I savoured her sticky juices.Leaning towards me, Charlotte again whispered in my ear.‘Why don’t you get your cock out?’It was phrased as a question, but it felt like a command. This sexy young woman. I still felt better, when Mission was hanging out here," I said."She hasn't been around that much. It was mostly that other dyke Morris," he said."Oh you think she is a dyke, because she didn't flirt with you?" I asked with a laugh."No because she spent almost an hour drinking beer and asking about you Saturday night," The Brit said."I thought they had all gone by Saturday. That doesn't sound good at all," I commented."Why do you think I'm telling you about it. Be careful around her," The Brit. Tits was dripping wet. Sharon moaned as Billy's hands moved to her hips. He urged her downwards and Sharon went willingly, spreading her legs over his and lowering herself down towards his upthrust cock. When she was inches above him Sharon reached down between her parted thighs and grabbed hold of Billy's hard cock, lining him up with the moist lips of her pussy and grazing the tip of his cock across her."You want this?" she asked him huskily. Sharon decided Billy was being a little dominating.