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"I had no idea you could make a tick let go by smothering it," she said, wiping her sweaty brow with her forearm. " "Of course I'll do you a favor," she said, struggling to a sitting position. "I think I got a spider bite," I said, trying to look helpless and scared. As her fingers closed delicately over the throbbing head, I jerked my shorts down. " she asked innocently, giving my dick a little squeeze. "From what I understand," I gasped, "the only way to counteract a spider bite like this is to suck out the poison. "Well" she said, giving me a knowing look, "you saved mine, so I guess we're even." I watched as she settled back down on the sleeping back, her nakedness on full display. While I dabbed at the mess on my stomach with a tissue, she fluffed up her pillow, threw her robe across her naked body, and closed her eyes. " I pulled up my shorts, zipped my jeans, closed my eyes... "I'm sorry Sis,' I stammered, gazing at her candy-kissed tits. It wasn't so I could tinkle, it was so I could rub one out without you knowing about it. She took a couple of deep breaths, and then she looked at me, expressionless.
At this point I was dying with desire, my hard-on ready to burst out of the top of my jeans. Her tits looked even nicer sitting up than laying down. It was a look she had fallen for more than once over the years. I'd do it myself, but I can't reach my face down into my lap." "And you want me to suck out the poison? " She shot me a quizzical glance, her hand still clamped on my dick. It's harmless unless it breaks the skin and actually gets into your bloodstream, you know, like a vaccination? Suddenly, she was gripping me with both hands, milking me like you'd milk a cow. On the one hand, I wanted to cuddle, feel her tits, cup her ass, suck her nipples, get another hard-on and fuck her brains out. ***** "Hey sleepy head," my sister said, poking her face inside the tent, "it's dinner time." "Oh," I said, in a daze, "thanks Sis." I sat up, trying to get my bearings. " Mom asked, peering up at us in the flickering light. "Another one tomorrow." "Okay," she said, the way moms do when they don't have a clue, "night night." I followed Sis into the tent, my heart racing. This whole escapade was taking a very weird turn, and I had no idea where we were heading. "It's just that, you know, you're such a hottie, I couldn't help myself. "I know how you guys are." She ran the brush through her hair, her right tit rising and falling with each stroke. "You've opened pandora's box, Bobby, and if you want to keep it open, you're going to have to do exactly as I say." "Sure Sis" I gulped, feeling like a total jerk.
" she snorted, pointing at my dick and shrugging her shoulders.
Doesn't matter, but that was just one of many observations I made that night. After dinner, the new couple from the campsite next door brought over their guitars and we got to listen to them singing Brown Eyed Girl and Margaritaville for the next couple of hours. Mine was dead, and I knew better than to ask Sis if I could borrow hers.
(The Southern Baptist Convention has so far resisted calls to set up a database of its own, saying the national registry was more dependable.) Other denominations are also increasingly using searchable databases on prospective employees as the #churchtoo movement begins to shift church attitudes toward sexual abuse and prevention.This is a work of interracial erotica that details the adulterous relationship between a married white woman and black men.If this sort of story does not appeal to you, please find something that does. Even though it was fascinating, watching my little sister sucking up my cum, I had to flop my head back down onto the pillow and close my eyes for a few moments. I visualized cumming in her tight little cunt and then watching it ooze out afterwards. "Tastes like nothing," she grinned, semen dribbling down her chin. Does that actually work on the women you go out with? "Oh, yeah," I gasped, a little disoriented, "I think that's probably enough." She popped my slimy dick out of her mouth and spat a big glob of cum on my stomach.
" "Oh my God," she mumbled, her hand scrunched down between her legs, "That was so intense. " I asked, suddenly suspicious of my little she-devil sister. Why is it that women always seem to have the upper hand? With a wince, I popped the purple head of my cock out of the top of my shorts. I visualized fucking her doggy style, the sound of my groin slapping her ass echoing down the canyon. "It must not be very potent poison." She wiped her mouth with the corner of my shirt, the same corner I had used to wipe pussy juice off my face. "Are you happy now," she asked, reaching for a half-full diet coke can left over from this morning. I watched as Sis shucked off her sweatshirt, and then her T-shirt. "I know exactly what we did this afternoon," she said in a disgusted monotone. " I froze, watching as her luscious tits tumbled out. "On the one hand, you should be ashamed of yourself, taking advantage of your naïve little sister." She stepped out of her sweatpants, her tits swaying back and forth.