“Mr. Carter?” “Yes, you must be Ms Carson, are you alright?” “But, this can’t be. You’ve not aged a day.” Julian Carter burst out l...aughing. “You must be mistaking me for my father.” “Your father?” “Mr. Carter senior.” “Gosh, you’re his mirror image.” Jennifer laughed. I thought I was seeing a ghost. “I get that from a few of the parents. Good genes will out I guess.” “How is Mr. Carter?” “He passed away about 6 years ago, cancer.” “Oh, I’m so sorry. I always liked him.” “Thanks. Now,. I still love to suck on them & watch them swell. Her ass was a very nice heart shape & didnt bounce, it was tight. Her pussy was just perfect with lips of a dark pink & her clit stood out so proud & prominent & just a dusting of blonde blonde hair that framed it. She would lay back on her bed & take her pantys off, open her legs & give us "The tour", as she called it. Taking her fingers & opening her lips she would go into detail about every part of it. One day we had company coming, my aunt. "Alex, you ask somebody first," Brianne decided.I sighed. "Alright. Brianne. Truth or Dare." Dare."I smiled. Now for my revenge for making me do this. "I dare you to slapJohn."Brianne was obviously not happy about this. This would not help furthertheir relationship and we all knew it. But she did it anyway, glaring atme the whole time."Ow..." John said glaring at us both.It was Brianne's turn now. "Alex. Truth or Dare."I panicked inside but answered shortly. "Dare."Instantly I realized that was. "Most of the girls, wrestlers or not, wore suits as substantial as the rules would permit.I'd purchased the best suit I could find. The cups were only fairly small triangles, so I might have a boob pop out, but it left more than 25% of edges of my breasts visible at the top and both sides. It also had a three-quarter inch wide Velcro strap in the front, which went from the far outside of my right breast to the far inside of my left breast, Velcro all the way. I figured it would take a lot of.