She d****d her left leg over my legs, and as she did, I could feel the cum dripping out of her and onto my leg, but I didn't give a fuck. This was goo...d, and I wanted it to last forever. Cassie woke me up around 8:30; her mouth was on my cock and she was giving me a masterful blow job. God, that sister of mine could suck cock. I don't know how long she'd been at it, but I thought I would blow when I woke up, it felt so good. "I thought that might get your attention, big brother," Cassie said as. " You have to. You can't let her keep doing this to you." I'm still guilty from our time together." You can't let that get in the way of doing what's right. She's taking the piss out of you. You're a fool if you're prepared to let her get away with it." You're right," I muttered disconsolately."You know I am."I nodded, a degree of rationality returning now that she'd confirmed what my subconscious had been trying to tell me for the past couple of hours."Are you okay?" she asked with deep. My penis flopped down due to its weight and girth and bobbed around like the one eyed monster it was. I may not be much in the good looks stakes but God had made up for that in the old sausage department. I had been endowed with a really big and fat hot dog.All three women let out a gasp of astonishment."Where the hell did you get that thing?" wheezed Angie who seemed hypnotized by my still growing appendage. "That thing must be over nine inches long!" Nine point six two to be exact.Ruth sat. ‘I suppose,’ she said, finally, ‘I enjoy being looked at – in a general sort of way – but . . .. well, I suppose I feel that parts of me are only for one person.’ ‘Like Clive?’ asked Kate, gently. ‘Well, yes,’ agreed Anne, diffidently. ‘Yes,’ agreed Kate, thoughtfully, then – ‘and you were never . . .tempted by anyone else.” ‘No,’ replied Anne, very positively, and, she realised instantly, more than a little prissily. But it was more or less true. She and Clive had been together since before.