(laughing)wow" and I helped her home. As I took her upstairs with my arm around Lisa she said "are you feeling me up, your hand is so nice on my titty..." and giggled. I helped her to her room. Lisa offered "I let Tom the guy from school feel me up but I wished it was you litle brother (my face turned beet red)...I am going to change into my pajama's...I'll leave Lisa...No you can stay I'll turn my back" she smiles.I watahed with interest of a dying man man looking at water as my older sister. No wonder it hurts, fuck."Well John you are gonna get your deepest desire fulfilled today, what do you say to show your gratitude?"She places the head against your tiny vulnerable sphincter, and the words explode from your lips as the head forces its way in with an almost audible pop."THANK YOUUUUUU"Fuck it hurts!But she stops just inside, letting you adjust for a moment to the feelings of fullness.Before starting to push slowly, but surely into you.You watch as inch after inch invades you. You. You like sucking cock don’t you? Did you like watching me fuck your friends ass so much that you wanted the same?Me: Do I suck your cock the way you like it? What do you want me to do to make you feel good? Do you want me to keep sucking your cock?Him: I want you to get me your girlfriend you can both suck it together then you can watch me fuck herMe: You want me to tie her up for you? Do you want to come inside her too?Him: Yes I want to come in her too, but I want her pussy not her assMe: I. Also as a quick question to all the other writers out there, have you guys ever gonna back and jerked off to your own writing, I personally can never get off to my own. Just a fun little question I had, feel free to comment :)Life was going great! That is until your entire family died in a mysterious plane crash. Their deaths hurt for a while, but the collective life insurances of six family members was enough to lift your spirits. You always were more pragmatic than other people thought. One.