And I loved this treatment. This was what I want, what I need. I craved for this. I waited patiently for weeks, sometimes for months for his call.When... he entered the house I tried to hug his neck and kiss him. But he pushed me so hard, that I lost my balance and fell on the ground. "Do you think I come here for foreplay or lovemaking? Do your job, do the only thing that you are good at whore!" I knew that would be his response, but nevertheless, I tried to hug and kiss him. I don't know; maybe. “Well if it feels good then why don’t you like it?” “I don’t know” I mumbled. She had questions that I didn’t know the answer to. I didn’t understand my own body well enough, and definitely not enough to explain it to her. On top of everything else, she is my kid sister. She just continued rubbing my crotch watching me as she did. She was right, it did feel good and it was a hell of a lot better than her being a little brat; so I laid my head back and closed my eyes. Kimmy’s bare feet were now. So I must have deep throated her for more than several minutes. She struggled mightily at times but she never panicked. Finally sensing that I was about to explode, I leaned in, grabbed her by her hair, rammed my cock down her throat and pumped her stomach full of my cum. She didn't send any back, so I assumed my offering went so far down her esophagus, she never even tasted it. I maintained my position of holding her face tightly against my belly until she struggled for air and moaned as. So next day I took her out for dinner and when we were talking I suggested she should really have sex with others so that she can enjoy bigger dicks and get satisfied.This got her really infuriated and she left the dinner and went home. Obviously because of her conservative background she would no way accept this.Then in the night I sat with her and had a sort of long conversation explaining to her why I thought it would spice up our life. She hesitated and asked me “how she could cheat me”.I.