She looked up at me again. “Um ... did you have sex?”The burning moved up to my ears and the back of my neck. I nodded, my damp hair clinging to m... shoulders. I was fresh from the shower where I was fucking my little sister. When Allie caught me masturbating my new cock, well, her teasing led to me chasing her, us wrestling, and then us making love.“Did you fuck her up the ass?” Pita asked, blinking.My cheeks must be as red as my hair now. I nodded again.“Wow,” she said. “I mean, who did you. Regardless of what did go down, I wouldn’t take back my boyfriend. I just couldn’t ever trust him again. We have been dating over two years and everything I ever felt is now in question. Did he ever really feel the same about me? How could he cheat on me? We even talked about getting married. What we’d name our kids and dogs. We were serious about one another, or so I thought. The more I think about it, the angrier I become. I grab a new trash bag, and begin to throw all the stuff that reminds. She stooped to pick up her belongings and headed for the front parking lot. As there was only one vehicle in the lot, it wasn’t hard to figure out what I drove. I opened the passenger door for her. She dropped her bag and jacket onto the seat and ran her hand over my bulge again. With a little smile and a shake of her head, she got into the truck. I joined her, backed the truck around, pulled up to the edge of the street, and then sat looking at her. For a second she had a puzzled look and then. .." he paused for a moment and smiled wryly, deep lines of age creasing his face, "... 'pitch a fit, ' is the term I believe my grand-daughter would use."I felt a presence behind and to my side; Stevens had silently appeared there for my jacket. God, the man moved like a cat; I hadn't even heard him come in. I stood and allowed him to take my jacket, leaving me just my padded waistcoat over the shirt and tie. I was more conscious than ever of my breasts, swelling and strapped painfully tight.