I decided to sit in the hall right at the top of the stairway and put my ear up against the wall.They had already started, I could hear the bed lightl...y squeaking and her moaning. There were brief periods of silence. I believe that he was going down on her, because a few moments later, she let out a deep moan. I could hear the bed moving, as if she was squirming, and it was obvious she was having an orgasm. Then I heard them change positions. When you listen to sex as often as I have, you can. It had started raining and I asked him to wait till it stopped. He agreed and thanked me for letting him stay. I asked him if he needed tea as I was making it. He said yes and I moved to the kitchen again. I was behind the door and started to watch this old filthy low class black worker act like a husband to her.He had rolled her dress up to her waist and then started rubbing his hands over the entire length of her leg. It was so exciting that now I took out my cock from my pant and started. After a while, all of this activity stopped. I was more or less a grown man by 14 and my older Step-Sister was worried I might get her pregnant if we continued fooling around. Kiana and I still messed around some though. Unbeknownst to my older sister, I’d sneak in and climb in Kiana’s bunk. Kiana and I would engage in some touching, masturbation, and outercourse. This went on until Kiara started her periods and then she quit letting it go on and I stopped.When I was 15, I stayed one weekend. PLEASEPLEASE PLE-" The cock was shoved back in my mouth. "Wrong answer," saidDanielle as the switch was turned back on and Danielle went to bed.For the rest of the night I was fucked, and fucked, and fucked.I carried on having my holes filled until the sun bled through thecurtains. Danielle soon woke up. She turned off the machine and headedinto the bathroom, not yet acknowledging me. I took this moment to rest,exhausted, and think. Danielle was right, unless my behaviour changed Iwas going to.