Recently, over the past few months, Ashley has warmed more to the idea, constantly telling me she likes the look of this guy on TV or a guy she saw wh...ilst we were out.Also telling me she was masturbating in the shower thinking of my fantasy, not only having sex with me, but enjoying the touch of another mans body, pressed up against hers.I would constantly tell her that she should let herself go and enjoy the pleasure. Submit herself to her sexual desires and not repress them.I would tell her. Her breathing started to race like mad when I held the panties close to her face, and little whimpers of need filled the air when I pushed them gently in her face, covering her nose and mouth, making her breath the scent of my need and coating her lips with my juices. I smeared my secretions all over her face, and I noticed her try to suck greedily on the thin fabric. “Such an eager, horny little kitten,” I cooed and went down onto my knees next to her. I pulled the panties away, capturing her. She squeezed me and got all the seed that she could from my hard prick.We started to slow down and compose ourselves. I finished my sister off by kissing and biting on her erect nipples."My God, are you trying to make me your sex slave?" She asked me.That wasn't a bad idea actually. When I was finally spent I pulled out. Pam slowly got up from the bed and wobbled into the bedroom. Some minutes later she came back."I'm not k**ding, I have never had such intense orgasms like that before."That was. She just stood there as if to say it didn’t matter – as I remember she had done before, but she must have read my mind because I just felt I needed to be squeaky clean for her, she was my woman and I wanted to give her my best, and I would not feel comfortable unless I showered. The way she smelt, the way she looked, her whole charisma demanded the very best ‘If you must then Pete -you will find a clean towel inside. I will go and warm the bed so don’t be long huh? This girl has waited long.