I let it go until I felt him start to press in. My asshole clenched up and I started to lose that orgasmic tingle in my guts. I reached back to push h...is hand away. He stopped, removed his exploring thumb, but only momentarily. When he placed his thumb against my pucker again I pulled away from him. His cock fell from my pussy with a lewd wet slurp. I moved away from him on the bed and turned around and sat there silently for a few moments to collect my thoughts.I sat there explaining that there. She... matured a bit faster than I did. By the time I would have been ready, she was dating my big brother..." The one who used up all of the fuel and clogged the chimneys?" asked Devon."He's not that bad," said Sebastian, "He just has these bouts of irresponsibility sometimes. There was probably a woman involved. At least, I hope it was just one."Devon chuckled, "So, what about after that? You and Michelle?" She's my brother's ex-girlfriend," said Sebastian, "That would be really weird. Could. I was in shock, her hair was a bit lighter than mine, but roughly thesame length. If I hadn't known better I might have thought I was lookinginto a mirror. Except for the scar that only showed if I turned my headto the right. It wasn't very big, but it was still there under thefoundation and concealer. "Your about three inches shorter," he said.I put the groceries away as he started mowing the yard. He took off hisshirt in the heat, and I caught myself watching him, thinking aboutthose Muscles,. I’m petite and yellow and goody-two-shoes looking on the outside and white and crazy and impulsive on the inside. So, well, yup I’m just your regular horny crazy All-American “party girl” as far as that goes. If I were on one of those fucking dating sites what would I say about myself? Hmmm now that’s funny. Probably something like: I am a professional doodler, passionate biter (I love biting necks, shoulders, lower lips…anything sexy that is bite-able), fan-girl, techno-dunce, cuddle-slut (I.