I did want touch her, tofeel her, to make love with her.After getting me so aroused, which I later realized was her plan, shewalked back to the table ...and sat down. In front of her was a vial ofliquid and a syringe. I had been so captivated by her body and nearnakedness I hadn't noticed them before. As she picked them up and filledthe syringe I asked her what she was doing, what was that serum and whatshe intended to do with that needle.She calmly explained that the vial and now the syringe. This time she succeeded, unfortunately she also succeeded somehow to vomit allover her dress and my shirt. DAMNMIT I yelled, and head back a hushed sorry from her. I got up took of my tee shirt and threw in in the laundry box. Went back to her, took her to the bath washed her face from the vomit. feeling better? she nodded still groggy. I went to the kitchen to get her coffe and water, when I came back she was on the floor of the bathroom trying to take off her little dress over her head, I. Thinking nothing ill could come out of it. Isabella eagerly waited for her treat to arrive. She had big plans for the night. Watching old movies and eating as much pizza and ice-cream as she possibly could. What more could she want in life? A ragged looking station wagon pulled into her driveway. The car door opened and tall man that looked like he had forgotten to shave climbed out, carrying with him large satchel. Isabella knew her pizza lied Within. He strode up to the driveway and rang the. I peaked my head just around the corner of the living room wall and the scene that unfolded in front of my eyes, not only gave me the biggest boner in my entire life, it made my heart skip a beat or two as well. There she was, my 18 years old little sister, riding some guys hard cock. He sat on his pole, facing away from him, thrusting her body up and down on his member. His hands on her tits, squeezing her fine nipples, and then moving back to hold her thighs. I swiftly moved behind the bar.