It was so wrong.... but it felt so good.... i don't know what to do.... sore and exhausted, i let sleep claim me. I wake up to the smell of bacon, whi...ch is strange as we only have it on special occasions. i get up and redress, thinking I'll ask Christie about the wet patch in a bit. i walk over to where she is standing and put my arms around her, pulling her body in close to me. "Welcome back to the land of the living, sis. want some bacon?" she asks, turning around to give me a quick kiss and. ” His arms wrapped around thighs as I lowered myself onto his face. For a moment he enjoyed having me above him, his toughed explored every inch of my pussy and that was building me up. He took such care worshiping that part of my body as if he knew without me telling him that was my favorite about sex. It wasn’t the sex itself it was the foreplay, the building up. Don’t get me wrong even though I love the foreplay there are times when I want him to just plow into me but that wasn’t tonight. I. As the family looked at the photo andstarted complimenting how fair and lovely my sister looked, a suddenthought entered my mind."That isn't her... it's me!"I remember the day the family went out on a camping trip for theweekend, and I stayed behind. Although I did have a rough and tumbletomboy side to me, I felt very listless all week and just wanted sometime alone to rest and watch MTV. Nothing too unusual about that, sothey went off and I started watching TV.But you girls have to ask. "I wish that all of my cum was cleaned off of me," I say aloud. A slight tingling spread across my body as the cum retreats into thin air. God in never going to have to keep it wash a cum rag again. Now, what can I wish for to get myself into that room with all of that naked, sexy, horney, threesome? The thoughts start to rattle around. I could wish for a foursome. I could romance Clara. I could just make a bogus excuse to accidently walk into the room full of well fucked ladies. The.