"We've got it bad," my sister chimed in, grinning sheepishly. "But that's not all, Mom. Polly and I don't want to hide how we feel. We plan to be open... about our relationship, and don't care what anyone else thinks -- well, except for you, that is." Mom pondered our words for a moment, then nodded. "You two are my daughters, and I adore you both. If you want to be lovers, and you feel strongly enough to tell the world -- well, you've got my support." She paused, looked down at her breakfast. I wonder how they taste…? I said. Verti smiled and left my shop. That Saturday when we went to help move crates, I talked to my friend Agash. Hey Agash, do some of these crates have something called condoms? I asked. He gave me a weird look when I asked this. Only a few crates have them, the U.S are sending only a few at a time, and youll be lucky to get the one with those. Agash said. He then began talking again with a smile on his face, Why would you need condoms, youre fucking single.? . He pulled up a chair beside my desk. ‘I want a story exactly like Jason’s and Chad’s, but I want to watch my girlfriend do my friends. I like to watch. Only, I don’t want them cumming off in her mouth or pussy. I don’t want her to know she’s been fucked and has sucked.’ He smiled at Chad and Kevin giving them both a high five. ‘Then, when I awaken her, my friends will be gone and she’ll be horny for me.’ ‘Okay,’ I said. ‘I need a name and a physical description of your girlfriend and any. I walked the few feet over to my bed and gently laid her down, pulling my lips from hers; she gave a disappointed whine and pouted as her hands clutched at my shoulders.I kissed her neck, and her disappointment turned to contentment as she turned her head, granting me greater access. She mewled her pleasure to me as I kissed, nipped, and sucked. Strawberries mixed with the scent of her arousal deliciously, and I knew that I just had to taste her. I wanted to drink her juices as she flooded my.