“Tonight, Adam,” I announced, rubbing his cock through his jeans, “I’m not your sister, I’m your date.”
“What’s gotten into you?” he said, even as he allowed me to rub his cock.
“Certainly not this… yet,” I purred, as I used both hands to undo him and fish down for the now completely hard cock that had been haunting my thoughts day and night ever since I first saw Tiffany going to town on it. I grabbed onto my prize triumphantly!
“Eve,” he groaned, then paused and groaned again before he added weakly, “we shouldn’t be doing this.”
My heart started going pit-a-pat all over again when he exerted zero effort to remove my hand, but just sat there staring at it wrapped around his hard cock.
I wrangled his dick all the way out of his pants and told him, “Brother dear, I haven’t been able to stop thinking of this cock ever since I first saw Tiffany sucking it.”
“Really?” he asked, surprised and for the first time in his life not in control.
“Yeah, and tonight I’m not just your date, I’m also your slut,” I declared.
Before he could respond I lay on my side with the stick shift against my belly and took his cock in my mouth, not at all worried that people could walk by and see. We didn’t know anyone here. All that mattered was his cock.
He groaned, as a thrill traveled up my spine and my pussy leaked again.
I’m not sure what I expected, having had only a cucumber to practice with, but it was surreal.
It was so hard, but it was soft in my mouth too… like a hard sponge wrapped in velvet.
His cock wasn’t as thick as a cucumber, but it still stretched my mouth completely.
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