I was hard just reading the note so I quickly stripped and put the underwear on. I stood outside her door and hesitated before I knocked. What was she... going to have me do. She had already given me a girl's name. I swallowed and knocked. I had to stop her telling my parents at least. The door opened and my sister pulled me into her room. Annie shoved me onto her bed and then pinned me down. "Right then, little sister," she laughed, "I want to see how much of a girl you really are. If you do as I. She stepped behind me and Mistress Hannah dabbed a little gel on the tip of Average Joe as I leaned down onto the table again. Mistress Amy is shorter than Mistress Hannah, so I had to spread my legs a little wider, but I soon felt the cold gel pressing into my ass.Even though Average Joe was a little thicker than Mistress Hannah's cock, it was not the largest thing that my ass had taken. Mistress Bella's strapon and several of my buttplugs were larger. I felt comfortably stretched, but despite. Then some more strokes, then stop again. Just when you are about to cross the pleasure threshold. Then again … and again …” “That’s right!” I said. “Just pain, agony. Pure. Beautiful. And not knowing how long it will go on.” “It sounds very sadistic.” “Yes. Oh, yes! Utter bliss! Pure perversion.” Bob licked his fingers. “You know, there’s a lot of lovely cunt-juice going to waste here.” “Well—just thinking about it …” “Yes, I know—but I hate waste. Why don’t you sit on my face for a. Your mom will calm down.” Claire was frightened of her own independence. She had crashed into womanhood without knowing what it entailed. “I only want to be with you,”Claire said quietly. She hugged me tighter. I didn’t say anything. I wondered if this would last one day or a few days. When would the reality sink in. She lifted her head and kissed me. I returned her kiss. Claire was, to me, an ideal, but what was the reality. Our kisses became more passionate, tongue seeking tongue. My cock.