I had two sisters. My older sister was Connie, four years older than myself, who was married and had a son of her own now. My younger sister, Amber, w...as four years younger than me and obviously still lived at home at the age of f******n and attended high school as a freshman.My room was located on the second floor of the two-story home we lived in on the ranch we owned in Texas. Both Connie and Amber’s rooms were located on the first floor along with my parents’ bedroom. Connie, however, didn’t. She was the softest woman he could remember in a LONG time. She looked back at him, a question in her eyes. It was all the invitation he needed. He helped her to rise, and she turned, this time asking him, "Top, or bottom?" He answered, "Top." to her. She smiled and opened her legs to reveal one of the most beautiful pussies he had EVER seen. He rolled over, after putting a pillow under her, and laid full length on top of her, resting his weight on his elbows. She was so WARM! He raised a tiny. As I knelt to push her jeans to the floor, I chose a long, silk scarf from the tray. Standing again, I draped the scarf over her shoulders before wrapping it loosely around her neck. Teri’s eyes blazed while I drew it tight, until with the lightest pull, it would constrict around her delicate throat. “You can pull this as tightly as you wish for now,” I told her while looping the ends in her hands. Once she had a good grip on it, I urged her back on the bed and crept up between her thighs.. I looked down at her as she picked her legs up, pressed her knees together and wrapped her arms around them. Her eyes were sparkling and she had a wide beaming smile across her face. She rocked slightly from side to side. Chalk up orgasm number two for the evening. By this time I had an erection that was so hard it hurt. Kneeling in front of her, it was plainly evident through my pants. I decided I was going to give her orgasm number three. Besides, if I didn’t do something about this hard-on.