“Wow, John Douglas?”“Yes, well not me, look at me, do I look like a John?”“No luv, sorry, you caught me off guard, we don’t often get conf...ronted by a totally naked, hot girl. So John Douglas lives here?”“Yes he does, is that for him?” I asked looking at the big box.“It is, where would you like it?”“A very good question, come in, I’ll just go and find out.”I turned and ran to and up the stairs, not even thinking about the two men who, no doubt, would be watching me.Because I didn’t know what it. Sounds simple, right? Had there been good, open, honest communication between Cassie and myself, it would have been simple. But there wasn’t. Had I lived at home, Lori might have given me hints that Cassie was much more interested in me than I realized. But I wasn’t living at home.Which is why nothing much happened until there was another family gathering at our house for Christmas.Except that, between Thanksgiving and Christmas, my sister and cousin talked for hours about what it might be like. He held her head firmly directing her action and making sure his cock went as far into her mouth as her gagging could take.Within 20 minutes Sally and Lee were up in our bedroom on our bed, Sally on her back and Lee going down on her. He stayed like this for several minutes until the tell tale heavy breathing, panting, gasping and moaning as an orgasm ripped through Sally as she lay spread eagle on our bed.If you want compliance and acceptance from Sally then your goal is to make her cum, It is. Do you want a coffee?” “Yes please.” I waited and sat on his sofa as I heard him fumble around in his tool chest. He came back with a fine pair of pincers and asked me to stay still while he gently prised the zip away from the black lace of my suspender belt. “There!” he said. “No damage.” “Ah thank you so much!” I said, gratefully. The whiff of fresh coffee began to waft through and he came back with two cups. “There you go babe.” “Thank you.” “You make a good nurse Danielle!” “I do?” “Yes! If.