After pausing just long enough to grab her camera and snap a picture (and freak out Jacob), she told Jacob she would help him get his dick loose if he... promised to be her slave forever and ever. I thought that sounded a bit harsh taking advantage of her idiot brother like that, but Jacob agreed and Sarah then proceeded to sit Jacob on his bed, drop to her knees and give him a blowjob."No fucking way! Seriously?" Seriously. He actually started crying - because it was really sensitive, I guess -. All I could see of her were her knees and now I knew he was fucking me like a woman. I felt this strange desire to have him control me, to use me, yet I wanted to cum and feel my cock explode. But without his hand or mine shaving I doubted it would happen.In my mind was this black and white picture on the bent up old magazine page of the man on top of a woman. The only difference, other than I wasn’t a woman was she was hugging him around the neck. My arms were beside me and I decided to. I tried talking to my husband, but he was clearly tired and not up for much of a conversation. I thought maybe I could talk him into a quickie before he fell asleep. I rolled over and began running my fingertips over his chest and stomach while I whispered in his ear."How would you like it if I took your cock in my mouth right now?"This was almost always a sure fire way of getting him going. It had never previously failed to get a rise out of him but to be honest, it wasn't something I had felt. All that I write is private, and most of it is hot air, but that’s what you get when you let off steam,’ Debbie grinned sheepishly, ‘Sorry for the corny jokes.’ Before Ned could say anything, Debbie placed the empty diary in his hands. Ned’s face twisted in a mixture of embarrassment, anger and relief. ‘You shouldn’t have Debbie,’ Ned cried as he started to turn red. ‘Just think of it as an early Christmas present,’ Debbie replied. They sat there side by side, listening to the birds, not.