She lowered her head and licked the tip of my slowly hardening cock, picking up a little bit of jam on the way. “Mmmmmm, that’s even sweeter than ...usual,” she said as she licked a little further down and got some cream cheese to go with her jam. My cock was getting harder as I watched this beautiful woman lick her way around the meal that I had prepared for her and I let out a little groan of pleasure as she sucked the big fat head of my cock into her mouth.I loved the feel of Brian’s cock. "I know. But I want this."Peter smiled. "Just stand still. I'll get this put together in a few seconds." As Peter began his work, Albert considered his choices. Especially the first one. He looked over the body he had chosen. Five feet, five or six inches. 35-26-34. Petite? Albert decided the word didn't exactly fit. Small, but not fragile. Not overly large breasts, not too tiny a waist, not too wide hips. Feminine, but not slinky. And topped by wavy auburn hair. Brown eyes. Big. So I pushed forward burying my dick deeper and deeper in her little pussy. After what seemed like forever I was finally all the way inside her. I started slowly pushing in and out of her making her moan each time I went all the way in. this new feeling brought me to cum very quickly and what a feeling it was shooting a load of cum into my sisters pussy. The funny thing is my dick didnt even try to get soft after my orgasm. So I carried on, but this time I held her hips and pounded harder. My. Every birthday, Dad recorded a statement from us on what we expected from the next year.“Oh. Um ... I guess...” I looked around at my family and they all looked a little worried about what I’d say. Francie and Em reached under the table to squeeze my leg. “I guess everyone should know that I’ve decided to live. That ... That’s all.” Mom looked relieved. Em and Pey smiled at me. Dad nodded. Francie let her hand drift north from my leg and gave another part of me a squeeze.Dad clicked off his.