Not like you of course but now I wish I wasn’t their sister. Not like you of course but now I wish I wasn’t their sister. I told my mom I’d be home before four. Bruce picked up a towel and wiped his face and then the couch there between Louise’s legs. I was thinking only of my own pleasures. I whispered to Bruce, “I bet his peter is bigger than Donny’s”
Louis knelt in front of him and lowered his shorts. I was seeing for the first time what I remember doing myself when I repeatedly reached the highest of highs. My pussy tingled as I thought of him doing that. If either Bruce or Bobby or even Marty at that time had approached me and offered to participate in my pleasure, I would have welcomed them. Bruce pulled his peter out and Louise called out as if desperate, “Oh, oh, oh, give it to me, give it to me!” He pushed his fat peter into her mouth as deep as it would go. I nodded.
