Standing before me was a young couple, easily in mid-twenties, desperation yet relief plastered all over their faces.“Thank fuck for that,” said t...he guy, his fist red from banging on the door. “We were worried no-one could hear us knocking.”The storm was intense and I had the door open just a crack to prevent an onslaught of snow and gales from forcing their way inside.They could see the puzzlement on my face as I battled to keep the door steady.“We need some help,” the young woman suddenly. Standing at the bed's edge I grabbed her legs and pulled her petite body towards me till her pussy was at the edge of the bed. When I pushed her knees close to her body again and spread her legs, I could see how wet she was, some droplets of her juices were trickling down into the cleft of her ass. Her eyes that had been shut now came wide open in anticipation. I noticed her trying to sit up and look down her body, but then, in a display of the eternal surrender to the male, she just gave. The note said: “Loved the taste of your come on my fingers. I put a little of your sperm inside me after you left that day, and it helped me come three times while Aunt was watching TV in the living room. I’d love for you to spray me with your come again sometime soon…” It was signed “Your sis, Devyani.” I stared at the photo in amazement and jacked off three times in a row just looking at it and the other photos I had of her. The next day at work, I had an idea. I had brought her photos with. Once the initiation was over it was as if a veil of secrecy had been lifted and I could see more clearly as men began to show their need for me sexually. Before, it was like having an uns**tchable itch, and it passed or I just pressed against something hard, now I walked on air in expectation, and wasted no time in making sure those men who looked at me, got their chance to pull my knickers down. I think they were shocked at my urgency and never letting them wear a condom, I loved to feel the.