She was a little embarrassed about her tits so she never sent those. (Once again my sister was about my height at the time 5'7" with long brown hair a...nd brown eyes, tight body and a flawless face.)On the 3-level house we lived on my bedroom was upstairs and hers was in the basement. One night she told me to come downstairs to her room.It wasn't what I thought we were going to do. She told me that we had basically committed a crime and she wasn't really into that but the sex she had to admit was. Hinges wallow out, windshields get pitted, snow isn't as soft as it looks, the sounds of metallic ceramic brake pads on steel ventilated rotors let the driver and the fans know that wear and tear is happening.A night race has glowing rotors and calipers that let a body know that heat buildup is causing brake fluid to vaporize and a trip through a stream crossing can anneal metal ... or harden it so the first heavy pedal application can shatter a rotor and there goes the brakes. And that, my. I really couldn’t rub my cock with my hand working on my ass, so I stood up, holding the dildo in tight with one hand. I put the toilet seat down and sat on top of it, dildo still deep inside of me. I stood up slightly and sat down again, fucking myself with the dildo but leaving my hands free. “This is what it was like to get fucked by a guy,” I thought to myself. It felt so good, the dildo pleasuring me in ways I didn’t know possible. I quickened my pace, really fucking the dildo as I. .YES!!!!" She finally came shaking for the recent orgasim collapsed with pleasure on the bed. Breathing heavily she sat up and reached for her purse on the bedside table and took out her cigarettes and lit one up. As she took a long drag she took out the vibrator and turned it off. She turned to me and said, "So what do you want to do now?" I responed, "Well, anything you want to do,but I haven't finished yet so it is up to you." As she finished her cigarette she got off the bed and walked.