Fatal addiction (1)

Curtis

I knew it wasn’t any of my business who Angelica befriended but that didn’t mean I was comfortable with my sister being her shrink. What exactly were they talking about? Did it involve me? Of course it did. She was probably going to talk about her life and I was part of it. I didn’t like the idea of being the subject of women’s detailed discussions, especially if one of those women was Klara. She wouldn’t stop pestering until Angelica told her every single thing she wanted to know about me.

I was considering recommending a shrink when she slid onto her knees. That was all it took to make my mind go blank. By the time she pulled down my pants and boxers, I was hard and throbbing. She didn’t hesitate a second to suck me into her mouth.

She took in too much of me at once, making her gag a little.

“Sorry. Take it slow.” I took a handful of her hair in my hand to guide her. She was still new to it, I could tell she was struggling a little but she didn’t stop. She picked up a rhy