"Of course, even me," I said. "What do you think I was doing after I came back in here?" "Y ... Y ... You mean, you were, like jacking off, because of... me?" she asked. "Hell, yes," I said. "How many guys have 15-year-old sisters as beautiful and sexy as you?" "You mean you think I'm sexy?" she asked. "Oh, yeah!" I said. "Jenna, you've got beautiful red hair, a killer face, Tits-uh-breasts that most girls would die for, and your pussy; man, I had no idea you shaved it." "OK", she said, "Thanks. They had been acting their parts with gusto. "Please stop! No, no!" "You dirty cunt, filthy cunt!" Not much doubt what it sounded like. Heather had been doing the decent thing.Had Alison killed Paul? Not entirely. She told herself all Heather had to do was shout or ask what was wrong, and it would have been cleared up. But still, it felt to Alison like a big part of it was her fault.She wanted a baby so much. She and Paul had been trying different things, and this rape play had been her idea --. I smiled to myself, thinking we were the same age. ‘And they’re dating now?’ Mrs. Cirino continued, ‘That’s disgusting. He’s a year older than my husband. If Tom divorced me and started dating some 23 year-old tart, I’d back over him with my car,’ I laughed conjuring up the image. ‘Hello Charlotte,’ a deep timbre said from behind me. I spun around like I was on a string, and my smile immediately disappeared. ‘Or, I guess Ms. James, now’ he said smiling. Mr. Patterson was the head of the. I looked at her and it suddenly dawned on me that she was still fully clothed. Lets get you out of those clothes I said tugging on her top. She finished pulling her top over her head and pulled her jeans off so she was stood in just her underwear. She was wearing a purple silk bra and panty set, and she looked even more hot than I thought possible. I could see a wet patch on her panties where her juices had soaked through. My cock twitched back to life and she just stood there staring at me.