I gave her no command of silence. In fact, I said, “Now, my sweet little whore, I want to hear you scream.”She laughed as she wrapped those delightful legs around me and pulled me into her.“I don’t think I can even sit up,” Andy moaned. She was exhausted as was I. We were drenched in our own sweat, smelled of sex and had fucked ourselves to the edge of unconsciousness. We struggled to our feet and dressed. As she started to put on her panties, I stopped her, extending my hand for her to give me the panties. She turned a beet red.“Davy, I am full of your spunk. It will run down my leg. Anyway, this skirt is so short ... You want me that way, don’t you?”“Yes.”“Okay. For you.”Shyly, she handed me her panties. I stuck them in my pocket so the end was hanging out and visible. As we left the room, the place was deathly quiet. The lobby, empty when we arrived, was full. As Andy walked in, people started to applaud. “Never heard a woman scream like before,” one hooker said. Andy had screamed. ”“How are things with Elyse?”“Pretty good. We get along and there are no issues.”My sister cocked her head and looked at me, as if evaluating what I’d just said. She looked me directly in the eyes and I was doomed.“That’s why you aren’t worried about Kathy! Holy smokes! When did it happen?”“Stephanie! If you so much breathe a word of this to anyone, and I mean ANYONE, I’m doomed!”“C’mon Steve, you know I won’t tell,” she said with a smirk. “‘Fess up! When?”I sighed, “The very first night. She said it was something we were going to do and we should get it out of the way.”“And?”“Pretty much every night. She sleeps with me if Kathy isn’t there.”“Wow! That WAS fast!”“But you cannot tell ANYONE. You can’t tease or even hint at anything!”“Tell what, Big Brother?” she said with wide innocent eyes, zipping her lips and making as if locking them and tossing away the key.“I love you, Stephanie!”“I know,” she giggled.“Bitch!” I chuckled.“Asshole!” she giggled.We hugged, and she gave me a quick.
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