Use Elizabeth, here in the street. Why bother your family it is just an urge.

You look at Elizabeth. She can sense something about you. Her eyes glaze over in the most peculiar way. She seems to give in to you without even a word, a primal submissive tendency taking over. She blinks, and her eyes look up at you expectantly. She is not much shorter than you, a beautiful pale blue eyed blonde. She is wearing a skirt and demure but sexy black crop top. Her little nose makes her blue eyes, framed by carefully darkened eyelashes, seem bigger..

"Here?"

"Yes" you respond.

By the time she is on her knees she has already managed to get you unzipped and out of your pants.

She looks up at you with her pale blue eyes and smiles a perfect smile.

She winks at you before taking your cock head into her mouth. It feels so good to have someone finally sucking your cock, no teasing just proper cocksucking.

You gently grab her head, guiding yourself down her throat. She struggles the first few times. Her eyes close, concentrating on getting you deeper.

You hear a door open. It is the house accross the street. The short haired soccer mom accross the street is making her way to her mini-van. She looks over and waves. You, suprised, wave back slowly. She looks at you across the way, lifting her sunglasses up. You know and she knows that if Elizabeth wasn't here, it would be her in front of you. The soccer mom licks her lips seductively.

Elizabeth stops, suddenly, catching her her breath and laughing.

"Oh [firstname}, I can't help it this is so hot, do you mind if I get out my vibrator?"

"By all means..." you say.

You see that between her legs she is wearing nothing, stockings, garters but no thong, no panties. only one shining gem, a sparkling butt-plug and a glistening wet pussy.

getting off her knees she leans back against her car. Her knees in the air, and begins to play with herself with an obscene purple vibrator, pushing it and rubbing it against her clit. Her small hands barely able to hold on to it.

"This will relaxxx me to compleettely accomodate you. You can use my throat as you wish."

At that moment, just as you are about to breach her lips again and go all the way to the back of that darling throat, you hear her phone ring.

She looks up, her eyes opening, but one hand still on her vibrator, circling her clit.

She looks, at you, "one sec, you can wait can't you?"

You nod, not sure you can. The blow job has been exquisite until now. And you were ready to finally unload.

You hear over the phone, "Elizabeth, where are you?"

"I'm right here, outside your house Conny."

"Well come in."

"One sec, you brother is about to face fuck me in that way that I can never get enough of, I even have that vibrator you lent me buzzing my clit."

You can hear her shreik over the phone. Elizabeth pulls the earphone away from her ear alarmed.

"John is facefucking you right now?"

You whisper to Elizabeth,"spit in my hand". She obliges and you begin to work her saliva, along your shaft.

This is too frustrating to wait, too hot not to act. You begin stroking your cock automatically."

You can hear your sister irrate on the other end, talking incoherently about much of an asshole you are. How she can't believe that you would do this to her and how she can't believe that Elizabeth is enjoying it so much. Just suck him like a good whore, eyes down, don't make a scene, and don't GET YOURSELF OFF ELIZABETH, not with my brother!" you can hear her say.

Elizabeth, barely paying attention, responds, "Conny, we are both about to come, can we please talk about this later?"

Another shriek over the phone line.

She mouths the words to you, "Cum, cum all over my pretty little face, I don't care about your sister. Cum on me and I cum will with you.

The front door opens. It is your sister. You start to cum.

Elizabeth is getting painted, she is getting drenched. Her orgasm starts slowly, but within moments she is cumming like a freight train.

The show is over and your sister is gone.

"Don't worry about her" Elizabeth says in a daze "She's just waiting for her turn. You know that. If you ever need any advice about how to make it special for her call me up. I'm a mess though and Conny probably doesn't want to see me so, I'm gonna go home and run a bath. You positively drenched me, John."

She is drenched, and the post orgasmic glow has reddened her face quite bit.

"Next time you can come down my throat, I promise you won't have to finish yourself off, never with me."

You look at the now closed front door of the house.

"Go talk to her."