She dropped the book and stared at the dark hair and young face leering back at her.Then Wilton came deep inside her. It triggered her own orgasm. She... could not deny it - it felt good. It felt right - what she had been missing this last year. It was the only feeling JD could not give her. She moaned as much from guilt as from the unrelenting pleasure flowing through her."You bastard!" she hissed when she had breath again.He pulled out of her slowly, which sent another ripple of guilty pleasure. Pansy loved how Prissy's jugs bounced as she walked. She was amazed athow her sister just knew exactly how to move in order to maximizing thejiggling of her boobies. Boing! Boing! Boing! Each step caused them thedance about in an obscene display. They must be a magnet for cocks, Pansythought. If Pansy had torpedo tits like that she'd be able to make somany more men cum, and that's all that mattered, right?As she pranced besides her older sister, feeling so proud to be a totalsissy faggot made. Woh rote rote hansne lagi maine uske mathe par kiss kiya phir hum sofe par baith kar baten karne lage hum dono itne khoye hue the k time ka pata hi nahi chala jab dusri taraf dekha to bua sofe par so rahi thi, dinner ke baad bua mujhse kehne lagi agar tum dono ko baat krne k liye chhod diya jaye to 4 dino tak baghair khaye piye baat karte rahoge main hansne laga aur bola bahut pakati ye larki woh bhi hansne lagi itne me main apne bags kholne laga sb ke liye kuchh na kuchh laya tha bua ne kaha. The only thing that didn’t happen was she wasn’t fucked, she moved to fast for that. At the top of the stairs she had to call out to her master to point her to his room as there were several to choose from. Cindi went straight to the shower and just let the warm water run down her aching body. The water couldn’t be to hot as her sunburn was still there but she still relished it. She would have loved to stay longer but she needed the sleep. She lay down on the beautiful clean cotton sheets,.