To be truthful, I was only looking for an excuse to see you naked and beautiful!Let me rub cream into your poor bottom, then I'll kiss you wherever yo...u tell me to. But I must kiss you on the lips first ... I am dying to explore your mouth with my tongue!Let me know when you've recovered ... I might bring out some of my toys for us to play with ;-)B: I'm not so embarrassed now. It was fun and I've got you all to myself for kisses and cuddles! I'm like a helpless puppy when I'm tickled, but I. Once he had a good amount of the foul gunk, he told Colette to tip her head back a little, and to open her mouth.Colette’s mind raced frantically. It was patently obvious what the man intended to do, and yet Colette complied with the instruction, so lustfully worked up and ready for any degradation and abuse no matter how disgustingly vile it might be. The man took a fistful of her shit matted hair, and then slopped the handful of shit onto Colette’s open, waiting mouth. She gave an. I did nothing to correct any of the assumptions people might arrived at over my part in it.Somehow, Kate found out about all of this. I certainly didn't say anything to her about any of it. I think it was Thursday, right after I got home from school that she came into my bedroom, and started asking me questions about all of it. What I told her was pretty much the whole truth, as far as I knew it. I told her that I had heard Tommy talking about her and had pushed him. I told her that, in the. “I love that skirt.”“Oh, this?” she asked, a slight blush to her cheeks. Her skirt was... shorter than any she'd worn all week. So short I could see the tops of the thigh-high stockings she wore. Not pantyhose, but thigh-highs! My dick went rock-hard in my pants.She looked so sexy, her dainty glasses resting on her nose, giving her a naughty, librarian look, her blonde hair falling in golden waves around her lush face. She was mature, but still beautiful, my sister's face perfected. Her large.