But the next morning I was still her.
What am I going to do I cannot be my sister for another day!!!!.
She told me she had a hot date with her boyfriend & I would have to go in her place.
And I best not mess this up for her or she would find some way to punish me.
She spend hours doing my hair and makeup I felt like a Barbie doll in the ridiculous outfit she made me wear.
Her boyfriend picked me up at 8pm and we went out for a romantic evening.
Straight away he put the moves on me all the sort of cheesy lines men used to get into a girl's knickers.
That's not what got me in this situation it was a bottle of wine.
What a lightweight my sister is.
I did try to resist his advances but my god I was so wet I could not resist him and before I knew it we were back at his place my damp sticky knickers were on the floor and he was having a different type of dessert.
I moan, squeal with pleasure at what this man could do with his tongue and I knew at that moment my sister would be pissed off with me but this was worth it.
Who knew a woman could feel so much?
I just hope he doesn't want me to reciprocate as I let out a moan of joy as I felt the stubble of his chin rubbing against my flaps and thought we'll cross that bridge when we get to it as I let myself be carried away on a carpet of sexual ecstasy.
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