Meri story uspe hai jo usse bhi mast lagti thi bt body wise uske boobs bht bade the jo mere face se thode chote honge wo thodi healthy bhi thi islea k...amaal ki lagti thi..uska naam toh batana bhul gya uska naam shubi thaa.shubi aur main ek hi skul mein padte the bt aise kbhi notice nhi kiya tha maine use bt jbse wo tutn mein aane lagi main usko hamesha notice hi karta rehta tha hamesha meri nazar uske boobs par rehti thi usne bhi kbhi kbhi mereko dekhte hue dkh liya tha soo kuch tym beet gya. Do you know what you wrote?”“What was the name of the story?” I asked.“It was called, ‘I’m my sister’s pee whore.”“Omg!” I said, “is that the story about the sister selling her sister out for others can pee on her?”“That’s the one. And You wrote, I wish my twin sister would dominate me like the sister in your story did, it was a great story.”“Please don’t tell anyone I like stories like that!” I said.“I wouldn’t do that to you Sara, as long as you do as I tell you for now on, and no one will. He lifted her long brown hair up and buried his face against the back of her neck and gently bit her skin as he moved rhythmically, pushing his cock solidly against her firm clitoris and then all the way inside. She opened her legs wide and he was able to press deeper into her, his balls were getting sore from pounding but he carried on, moving quicker and harder. She lifted her ass slightly and he could feel that her cheeks were open against his navel and he remembered how tight her ass had. " I sat there and listened to what he told me, believing each and every word. After all, I knew nothing about cocks and apparently he did. I had nothing, or no one else, to tell me different, so I took him at his word. The whole time we were talking I was still pumping on his cock and now there was a bit of pre-cum leaking from him, as well as from my own cock. I did as he'd done earlier to mine, and wiped the fluid off with my finger and put it in my mouth, tasting it for the first.