"Maybe I'll just go find a picture of your little sister and see if I can't make myself look like her," she said, impressed with herself as she stood at the bathroom door, leaning against it and trying to look sexy.

"Jesus," Don groaned, looking up from near his dresser. He shook his head and closed his eyes, steadying himself.

Seizing the moment, she came forward quickly and gripped his cock with both hands again. He moaned weakly, swaying forward as she squeezed on it. She wasn't stroking, or being soft with it though, only gripping it. Seeing the flesh in her hands, it almost looked painful, but he was...