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To have sex?” Shahira nodded as if she had been expecting this question, “Mmhm, I don’t know how I’m going to manage it yet, but you know I want your ass. Got to make sure Joanna knows it’s coming so she can, hopefully, pass it along to you asian somehow.” “I um, think I had a good idea about that,” Casey started, fidgeting his fingers together a little anxiously, “I know she’s not super keen to do anything, so I maybe goaded her a little, saying that she’d have to put out, japanese because um… Because ‘it wasn’t like I could blindfold you and use my ass’.” Shahira glanced his way briefly and grinned, her laughter coming out warm and rich, the sound washing over Casey to quell his anxieties, “Wow Casey, you really want it bad, don’t you?” He blushed, “Y-yeah, I kinda do. I’d do it today if I could…” He said voice edged with hope as he looked her way, smiling a little slyly. “Ha!” She laughed again, bright and vibrant, “Fuck, Casey, I wish I could, but you’re not ready yet. Almost though.” He heard the reassurance in her voice and pouted anyway, “I’ve had the thing in all the time, are you sure I’m not ready?” She shook her head, “I’m sure, if we did it tonight it’d hurt more than it should, I want your first time to be special, I want you to feel nothing but pleasure.” “I don’t mind a little pain…” He said defensively but she shook her head. “I mind.” She said simply, then hesitated, thinking back a few seconds, “...Did you say you’ve had the thing in all the time?” “Pretty much?” “...Are you wearing it now?” She questioned. “Of course.” He said, a hint of pride in his voice and she glanced over at him again, her full lips curled up into a smile. “So, when you were getting ready with Joanna...?” She pressed, already knowing the answer but wanting to hear it from him anyway. “I had the butt plug in, yes.” “That’s really hot Casey…” She said, her voice heavy with desire and Casey watched as she wriggled slightly in her seat, parting her thighs ever so slightly, “I’ve got the last one with me, use that and in a couple days… Well. We’ll find an excuse to pop that cherry of yours.” Casey nodded softly and felt a similar, if not smaller, bulge begin to fill out his sister's panties. The thought of the two of them together, properly fucking had them both swelling in their respective underwear. Casey cleared his throat, “Are… Are we almost there?” As he looked around he saw there were virtually no buildings, their car snaking up one of the hills that surrounded the valley town making for a destination he clearly had no clue about. “Another five minutes,” Shahira said and Casey chewed his lip. Five minutes was a long time… He shuffled in his seat, “Can I um…” He hesitated for a moment, considering the seatbelt across his chest, but found he wasn’t dissuaded by it, “Can I maybe start now?” She raised her eyebrows and let her gaze flicker to him for a moment, It wouldn’t be the safest idea, but with the gorgeous boy sat there, his doe-like blowjob eyes watching her, wide and hopeful, his plush lips painted a beautiful shade of pink, the offer was far too tempting to refuse. “Sure.” She said, glancing in the mirrors just to make sure they were alone on the road, “Don’t let me stop you.” Casey beamed, his heart fluttering in his chest as he undid his seatbelt, letting it retract back to the side as he turned his body towards her. It felt weird, being in a moving car without a seatbelt, somehow different to a bus despite how it was pretty much the same. In contrast, however, as he leaned down across the divide towards her, tucking his legs Hardcore up as he shuffled, it felt incredibly natural to be getting ready to suck off his sister's girlfriend. Shahira rolled her shoulders and let out a content little sigh as she felt his small delicate amateur hands fidgeting with her jeans, nimble fingers undoing the button and zip. She had to ask herself, and not for the first time, why she was continuing with all this. While she did adore Joanna and genuinely loved her company, she couldn’t deny that Casey would make an absolutely ideal boyfriend. So kind and lovely, honest, eager and of course, just drop dead gorgeous. She knew she should probably break up with Joanna fetish to steal Casey away instead, but something gave her pause. The illicit nature of their meetings, the way he was made to look like his sister, the secrets they both kept from Joanna, it all added a thrill that she wasn’t keen to let go of so easily. “Ahha~” Casey purred as his hand found and wrapped around her soft but partly swollen length, struggling for a few moments to free her deep chocolate coloured cock from her own increasingly tight panties. After a moments adjusting it managed to spring free, Shahira biting her lip as she forced herself to focus on the road ahead and not Casey, who was now slowly stroking her thick length, loving the feeling of it between his fingers, the skin so silky smooth and hot to the touch, her cock still spongy soft, though he could feel it pulsing, eagerly expanding into his hand. "Gentleman, keep your eyes on this one. Then pushes her asian to the floor. Subtracting just 10 seconds for that first orgasm, and 30 seconds for the 3 orgasms that japanese you had on the rope and you are left with a time of 18 minutes and 17 seconds.” I remember biting my lip, "oh please mommy," I begged. It tasted bitter but not unpleasant and this urged me on, as did his increased heavy breathing. "Mostly you will do what Gina tells you to do but it seems amateur like you work well with Sarah in the kitchen, so you might be told to help down there too." I turned my head back and saw my mother was still sitting on the rim of the bath, now leaning back against the tiled wall. I knew I should go, should flee before we did more naughty things, but her mouth was so hot. “What are you doing?” Mo begged. He glanced at me then. Alex’s gaze said only one thing, “I love you.” It was like lightning. She sat silently as I started on Jon. Hardcore Patricia laughed immediately and relaxed the vice lock of her legs around her son. “Well I was thinking of volleyball shorts with a tank top” She collapsed on the bed panting and gasping for air as fetish her body quivered. Amelia was squirming at her moderator's desk, both her hands plunged beneath it. It twitched and throbbed. He took her home when the fight started. Each time she gets annoyed with me and playfully slaps me wherever on my body that she can reach.