Our tongues touch in fleeting moments, soft and warm and eager to please, occasionally delving deep into one another’s mouths. I push my fingers dee...p inside your cunt and hold them there while I watch your flushed face. Your half-open eyes look down towards my stiff cock and the sight of your open mouth makes me want to feed it to you.I look down along your body and stare at the shape of my hand beneath the material of your knickers. I slide my soaked fingers slowly from inside you and we share. There never are because Marlys has watched her every single night and is sitting in the dark in the living room waiting for her to take out her trash.In a way, I feel sorry for Debbie. She really wants to do something wild like she did at the party again, but doesn't have the nerve - unless maybe I catch her at another party. For now it remains a fantasy to which she get off almost every night while thinking that people are lusting over her like they were at the party.Now that I think about it,. "Look what I bought!"I smiled. She pulled out a large, red dildo attached to a black harness. "Ohh! Do you want to fuck me, Cindy?" Absolutely, baby!" You got to butter me up first," I laughed. "I want to feel that tongue between my legs." Yum!" she grinned. She walked back, and reached out and pinched the fabric of my negligee. "This is cute. Did you buy it for me?" No," I answered. "April gave it to..." And you wore it here?" Cindy spat, her face twisting. "It's bad enough you won't break up. That was about the only time she took for herself. She didn’t date, but then, after what happened with her almost-marriage, and the academic load she was carrying, that wasn’t so strange.Which is how I ended up telling my older sister all about all the things I’d thought about, and my theory that bigger breasts had to have something to do with either evolution, or lifestyle.She listened patiently, and asked a few questions. When I got to the part where I explained how impossible it would be for.