“You knew it was coming and didn’t stop, so- “ “Yeah, right, as if I’d stop that,” Snowy interrupted me. “Oh my, it was so good. Can we ...have one more go, I think I missed some parts?” she asked half-jokingly, pouring herself another drink and downing it in one go. This broke any remaining tension (if there even were any from the moment my hands touched Snowy’s pussy), and stopping the game was not an option anymore. Also, Snowy’s orgasm definitely killed any stage fright she might have had, as. He smiled and rolled over to face her. With a gentle kiss on her lips, her eyes fluttered open. She smiled and stretched. “Good morning, Big Brother.” “Good morning. You feel alright?” She nodded, looking as sweet as ever. Then she straddled him and slid his hardening tool into her wet snatch. A soft moan escaped her lips as he stretched her. Then her hips began to move like a dancer's. Alan couldn't believe how amazing his sister moved. She was so young and tight. He loved when they fucked.. "No, just panties. Nothing else," he told me, and I looked at him with an incredulous smile."Mercy will whip my butt if I sit down for dinner in panties!" I laughed and I wasn't lying."I'll whip your butt if you don't." Mr. Reiser chuckled. "Take your pick."I stared at him for a minute, wondering if the man was serious and deciding he probably was."What color?" I asked, giggling.An hour later I sat in Mr. Reiser's study, reading a new issue of Southern Life while he worked at his desk. The man. She was fucking gorgeous. Yet I didn’t get the impression that she was preening. She was just standing there waiting for me to get ready.She was wearing a half-thigh length black dress with thin red and white stripes that formed the halter strap and cut down over her nipples, curved in at her waist and widened into pleats in the skirt. The neckline joined in line with the centre of her nipples, and the top section didn’t cut across her back until it ran over the top of her arse.The low heeled.