“Don’t fake it; you were getting yourself off, weren’t you?” I gulped as silently as possible. Porn sex You make it sound like you and I are guilty of something together.” I could hear her smile. Suddenly Jen said, “I want to taste it.” I stopped, taken back by this remark. “Amazing,” I said, swatting at the stars in my vision. “You never asked.” I stopped again, frustrated at the second interruption. “Shoot it onto my boobs,” she said, lifting up her shirt. “Can I come up?” she asked. It was tantalizing. I stared at her pussy in awe. I was going nuts now; while the room was only dimly lit, I could see the light from the alarm clock reflecting off of the wet parts of my sister’s genitals. I watched in wonder as my sister’s expert hands moved into her area, caressing and massaging the labia slowly. “Okay, fine; but under the covers. The shadow of my movement danced along the bottom of her breasts; it was a very pleasing sight to see. “Yes. “No.” I went at it again, this time a little more aggressively.
