And I’m fairly skinny. The more I thought about it, the more it seemed like my only shot. I waited until my mom was asleep. I snuck into my sisters ...room. She had left a bunch of clothes. I took some panties, leggings, bras and shirts. I ran into my bathroom with a mountain of my sisters clothes. Locked the door and stared at the mound of girl clothes laying on the ground. Let’s get started. I got completely naked. Picked through the pile trying to find the most girly panties I could find. I saw. There were no other occupied parking spaces anywhere. The only other space was in the alley behind the building. That space was located beside the utility room. I parked there, but only after I looked over the whole courtyard using the images from the surveillance cameras stored on line. I went through the rear door of my apartment. Since it was the only apartment with a rear door there was no incentive for the other residents to park back there. They would still have to walk all the way. Arms stretched in crucifix as the rope abrades my wrists. Fixed as she had desired. She whose face had disappeared between my widespread thighs, whose mouth is feasting, whose tongue slathers anus to clit coating my gleaming flesh in another layer of liquid desire. As her tongue tip flicks between my swollen labia the upturned pear of her bottom wiggles. A single hump of perfection before my blurred vision, glowing luminescent beneath the moonbeams that slant through the uncurtained windows. . At first I denied it, but she persisted. Eventually she introduced me to a seven-inch strap-on. At first she would have me fuck her with it and have me lick it clean. Then she would tell me she wanted to watch me suck it and I eagerly submitted. Sandy taught me how to suck and deep throat, I loved it. We would roll reverse and she would wear jeans with the strap-on tucked inside. She would seduce me and I would end up between her legs stroking and sucking as she pushed my head down deep on.