So, I too, went back and got dressed and spent the rest of the evening pretending like nothing had happened. When I got home the next evening my dog e...ars and tail were waiting for me just inside the door. I no more than had them on when my sister emerged as Sassy totally nude. I was still standing straight up when she thrust her chin against my cock. Quickly, I unfastened my pants and dropped them and my briefs to my knees. Her mouth was attached to my erection instantly. I flung my shirt off. Although older to me she was doing brilliant moves while dancing. Her high heel, drunk footsteps were creating scene of her plump ass. I can easily make out her thin strings. once in a while i was caressing her ass cheeks or rubbing her waist. Her fragrance was another big turn on for my, her hair swung and hit my face every now and then. I actually ended up grinding my dick to her ass crack, with her equal support and thats the moment we left the place for home. She didnt miss empty roads, to. . GOD!!! I AM PREGNANT!" I'm sure that I could be heard clear to North Adams, I yelled the words so loud. The rest of our extended family erupted into cheers and applause. Such was the report from the home pregnancy kit. Of course, we wouldn't know for sure until I visited a doctor. It's amazing the number of people Martha knows and can call in favors from—she had me scheduled in for a complete examination at 2:00 o'clock tomorrow afternoon. I hope I can wait that long for the news without. She’d simply forgotten to cancel/redirect it. But in the eight months since she’d moved in I’d only ever seen her in a dress or skirt a couple of times, that was in summer and she’d been best as I could tell, bare-legged. She could of course wear tights under the many trousers or jeans she routinely wore instead of socks, but somehow I doubted it. I even considered that Zoë who’d recently moved out of flat four had ordered them. I’d certainly seen her in nylons, not often, but she did wear.