I grabbed the tip of my dick to hold the piss in. I grabbed her pigtails to draw her face closer to me. “Listen! She held her hand the whole time while looking away. Her face was covered in freckles and she had a large mole in the vague shape of a heart on the side of her left boob. “I’ve been looking for you for hours! My mother slapped me in public just because my sister got hurt. I told you not to go all by yourself in crowded places!” She was looking down at me with a frown on her face. “Fine” I sighed. She was enjoying herself while in pain. I was about to find out. “Open your mouth wide, sis.” I ordered. Her facial features made me think she was a local, but it was hard to tell with her sunglasses on. Meanwhile, the rest of her body had dried up. She led me to our parasol, where my sister was waiting for us, while playing with marbles in the sand. Why don’t you build a sandcastle instead?”
“I don’t wanna. Then, I felt her tongue going in circles around it, as if she were French kissing her boyfriend. I was getting close.
