"Don't," Sheila said and made a futile effort to move my hand away. "I'm gonna slap your face in about two seconds," she warned."Don't be that way," I... said as if she was being completely unreasonable. I decided to be up front about what I wanted. "Why don't we go upstairs to my room and fuck?" There was no sense in beating around the bush about it. At least Sheila now knew my intentions."What!" Sheila gasped. "You twerp! I'm your sister." So what?" I said. I moved my hand to the top of her. I hate it worse when I lick his cock or kiss the head. I kiss the head a lot in one video, the really long one. Someone suggested I make love to his head, kissing and licking and telling it how much I loved it, could I marry it, could I kiss it in public on our wedding day, would I love and honor and obey it forever, could I bear it's children? Cory has never streamed me sucking his cock.What else have I done? I fucked myself with my mother's vibrator when I was fourteen. I dressed up in her. This went on for a while until I cum. I felt it hit the blanket before it start leaking down from my cock onto her thighs. I was in euphoria, I still remember that feeling to this day mmm.As I lay there feeling blissful with my hands on her boobs never wanting to let go she moved a little forward to get out of my grip before turning around to face me and moving back close to me with her face towards mine…. Her head still lying on the pillow & her eyes only half open, she smiled and did the. The pain hadn’t yet come through. The bench seat had jammed forward trapping my left arm on the armrest. The motor was dead, the lights were still on. I could see through the broken clouds that the sun had nearly set. He slid down the bank and pushed on the back of my car. It didn’t move. ‘What the hell is wrong?’ She screamed down to him. He looked in and saw the gear shift. He yelled back to her, ‘The asshole stuck it in park!’ She scrambled down the bank, looking north, up the coast. ‘Shit!.