1. A Helping Hand from an Overly-Nice s****r


    Date: 7/20/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    remember the last time I heard you lying. We were probably real little.&#034 &#034Yeah, probably so.&#034 It obviously still pained her that she'd done it. &#034You okay with it, Mandy?&#034 &#034Yeah.&#034 She ran her finger around the edge of the plate my food was on. &#034I used to think that there was never any reason to lie, that it was always best to tell the truth. But this was a special case.&#034 I felt bad again for putting her in the position in the first place. &#034I'm sorry; I should have covered that myself.&#034 &#034No, it's okay. I think it's kind of silly now. There are some things that should be kept private, regardless of the situation. There's other stuff I keep private, too, that's no one's business unless I for some reason want them to know, and it's okay to keep that to myself.&#034 I thought of how she'd just told me that she masturbates. &#034I guess it's okay to hide some things as long as you have a good reason and aren't hurting anyone.&#034 &#034Exactly. But only if you can pull it off.&#034 She laughed. &#034I know.&#034 She stuck my next bite in my mouth. After lunch, I went back to the TV and Mandy followed, both of us feeling a little playful. &#034Mind if I join you a while?&#034 she asked. &#034Sure.&#034 She picked up the remote to channel surf for me. &#034Oo, can we watch this?&#034 she said, picking something she knew I wouldn't like. &#034Yeah, that's fine.&#034 &#034How was my lunch?&#034 &#034It was good.&#034 &#034Are you sure? ...
    Or are you lying?&#034 I smirked. &#034I don't know. Maybe some things are best left private.&#034 &#034Now I definitely know you're lying. Do you need anything else?&#034 &#034Not right now, thanks.&#034 &#034Hmm. Are you sure? And not lying again? I think there is something else you need.&#034 I glanced downward, noticing how obvious my bulge was, and felt my heart rate jump up. &#034What's that?&#034 &#034I don't think you really want to watch this show.&#034 She giggled. &#034Ah. Yeah, I guess not.&#034 She started channel surfing again, and I felt a pang of disappointment. I had thought she was going a different way with that. No, it was more than that. I had hoped she was. I had wanted her to suggest it, even if I decided to turn her down. I did want it. Damn it, it was going to be at least a week before I had the bandages off. I stared out the window at the bright summer's day. The trees were all green, blowing in a gentle breeze, and the only sounds were distant c***dren. It was another of those great summer days, home alone without anyone there but Mandy. Mandy, sitting on the couch, trying to help me find a channel to watch, leaning forward, focused. Focused on helping me. She had become so pretty, her slender arms and small hands holding out to grasp that remote control. &#034See anything you like?&#034 she asked idly. &#034Uh, no. There's nothing on. Just turn it off.&#034 She looked over to me. &#034You sure?&#034 &#034Yeah. I'll just relax here a while.&#034 ...
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