I spent every night masturbating to the thought of him. I wished we could replay that day when he played with my pussy, and made me cum. The thought o...f him touching my little clit and pussy, made me ache with urges I have never felt. And that orgasm he gave me, was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. Every night I caught myself fantasizing about what his big, beautiful cock would feel like. I wanted to wrap my hands around it and touch it. I would imagine what it would feel like in. Mom and Dad won't be coming back today you know. "I know" I replied doing my best to ignore her. She wiggled her feet on my lap and I was getting nervous, her feet slowly moved toward my cock, I did everything I could to not get hard."Like My feet little brother"? She asked. "I suppose" I replied, trying to act like I wasn't paying attention and continued to watch the game on TV. Want to rub them, I see you rub mom's feet. "No I say" trying my best to ignore her feet touching my now swollen. 'Take them off too Mariel, and hand them to me', he said as he sat quietly watching my body come into view, my wet panties so obvious, and the strong female smell from my pussy.I slipped them down and they rolled due to the heavy secretions. I walked across the floor naked, my nipples like pink hard rocks, my secretions flowing freely and running down my inner thighs.My knees felt weak as he took my panties and opened them up, peering into the crotch, his finger scr****g the gusset and as I. Let me tell you we were a pretty cute team trying to navigate the chopper around unfamiliar ground on the night shift for the first couple of months. In that time we became friends, very good friends. Between trying to figure out where the hell we were or where the hell we were supposed to be, we would have long, sometimes intimate conversations. I learned probably more than most heterosexuals know about the lesbian sub-culture (and more than one tip on proper cunnilingus technique) from her..