We park as i try to compose myself. We get out, i cant look either of you in the eye. Im not regrettin what has happened or been said. Im ashamed you ...ill see the amount of pleasure in my eyes. We go in and as my cock high comes down, i see its an adult book store. He pulls your hoodie off and now i see, you wernt topless like i thought before. Your wearing the sheerest top iv ever seen. He looks at me and tells me, watch, she does what i say, not you. He tells you to go pick out the biggest. Then a second round of long broad strokes with her tongue. Then a third time, starting way down at the bottom of my balls and all the way up, gazing into my eyes the whole time. As she paused briefly before taking me into her mouth she said, “God, I DO taste good.” “Give me some.” She understood exactly what I meant, and while still sucking, she dipped her fingers into her pussy, then reached up with them so I could suck her fingers. “Oh my god, you really do taste heavenly.”“Mmm-hmm!” she. "I have to go do something," she said. "See you later."Then she was off like a deer, running in the house, which she never did, and slamming the front door behind her, which she also never did.She was always like that after sex, as it turned out. Of course I didn't know that then.But that did have a big impact on me, because I did reflect on how relatively normal she was acting, after something that left me on the edge of a nervous breakdown. I had fingered my sister! I had sucked her nipples!. I hadn’t even pulled out on the street and Shellie was lowering my zipper and fishing around in my jeans for Mr. Winkie. Having successfully removed him from his hiding spot, she started to stroke him gently. She suddenly stopped what she was doing and with those great big baby blues wide open she said. “Don, I know that husbands that get everything they want at home have no need, or no desire to eat at restaurants. I am going to make sure you never have an appetite to eat at some strange.