Jacquelyn looked regal in a long evening dress, the only thing Dave wasn’t keen on, was her hair. It was one of those styles that the rich have, it... flared out from the top of her head, to about halfway down her neck. Dave thought it looked like a tent, hanging off the top of her head. Maybe a bit Egyptian. When Trish had asked him if he thought Jacquelyn was beautiful, he had mentioned the hairdo. When he gave her his opinion she shot him down, saying it was terrific, and every woman would. "Atta girl," he replied shortly, pulling my pubic hair and arousing my clit even more. We both knew that I loved it when he tugged at my hair down there as I found the pain both exciting and erotic. "Baby," I drew in a sharp intake of breath as he inserted one finger into my fuckhole. "Oh, baby. Harder."Meanwhile, I had undid his jeans and had slipped my hand inside to grip his beautiful eight-incher too. It had amazing girth and was possibly the thickest cock I've seen for a boy our age. His. "Dr. Harris never tells me I am pretty. And he always has to take a boner pill to get hard, it takes all the spontaneity out of our sex." Katie said as she started to look like might cry. I walked over to her to give her a hug and I reached her she turned and we kissed and as we did my cock pushed against her hand. "My goodness, I really do turn you on. The way you always look at me makes me so wet." Katie said as we continued the passionate kissing. She slid her hand down my pants and fondled. Besides, you have given up on men. Do you think that is a mistake?” Sis responded, “I’m sorry, I’m just worried about you. I’d never forgive myself if I screwed up your life.” I hugged her as I said, “I’ll be Okay. You’ve helped me in my journey to find Joann and I’ll always be grateful for that. Now Bob is coming over tomorrow night. Can I count on you?” “Of course.” She replied, “You can always count on me.” The next morning I got up and started working on my computer early so I could finish.