"D-Do you like them?" My little sister asked while clearly fighting hard against her shyness. The low self-esteem created by her problem never let her... fully comprehend how gorgeous she actually was.I didn't answer. Possessed by that feeling, I moved around the couch, sat beside her, facing her. Without asking for permission, I cupped one of her breasts, filling my hand with it, feeling how soft to the touch it was. Lexi gasped beautifully, looking at my hand that voraciously fondled her. I. "In a way I'm glad you didn't ask me outright because I would probably have chickened out. I never imagined anything could be as wonderful as that. I can now say in all sincerity that I'm completely fucked," she laughed with them all, but it was so true.As Sally stood up and little stream of David's sperm ran out of her onto her upper thigh and Karen wiped it away. "I've never known him come inside a girl before Sally. He usually lasts until the girl gives him a hand-job or blow-job. You're. Wearing a coke, stepping outside away from the visual and audio overload going on inside then getting caught in a downpour. I’ll be damned if I didn’t feel like the luckiest son of a bitch ever! I knew that overthinking it would ruin it for me and tried not to dwell on things.We walked in the rain together just sharing her coke until we got to my car. Inside it was at least dry. We’d probably been sitting there a good twenty minutes chatting about, of all things, luck - when I realized I didn’t. She shut the door and came to me. "You didn't tell your mom that we're having sex, did you?"'Really, that's your question?' I thought as I scoffed and took off my bra. "No, of course not. Why did you tell my mom that we're together?" I pondered, taking off my panties too."No, but you were underdressed with her, and I was fearful something might've come out. I didn't know you were chatting with her," she explained, stripping herself."Well, not only did you not tell me about you sneaking off to.