I glanced over, to find Christine quietly laughing. I had to join her. Having a much smarter brother is often a pain, but there were times I was glad ...to be the slow sister. Christine mimed shooting pool, so I picked a cue and racked the balls. For someone with no formal instruction, she was pretty good.Toward the end of our second game, Sean and Sheila came in. Sean watched me line up a shot, while Sheila hugged Christine. I dropped the eleven and fifteen, then lined up on the eight ball. Sean. She wears that stuff like everyday. I mean not the same outfit but the same kind of stuff. Its like she just woke up or she's covering herself up for some reason. I feel for ya bro, I feel for ya." (Jack pats is chest with his fist and gives me the peace sign in a way that gives the impression he pity' s me)."Hey Trace, do you know of any good restaurants near 3rd Street in Phoenix?"[Trace] "Good places? Not really, that's kind of like burger joints and stuff. The only big restaurant I know of. I noticed she didn’t whisper, but spoke just a little louder than normal. I guessed this was to make sure Chris could hear her.I pulled her up to her feet, removed her bra, and began sucking on her gorgeous big tits. I loved these babies. I licked her nipples, faster and faster, she liked that.Then I got down on my knees, slowly pulled her panties down, kissing her pussy mound for a few moments. I slipped a finger inside her; she was nice and moist already. I hooked her panties around my cock.I. When he answered he was about 45 but I was so desperate for it I didn't give a fuck. He led me to the front room and I took all my clothes off then spread my legs on the sofa waiting for him to undress. By the time he was naked I was already sliding two fingers in and out of my wet hole, moaning gently as I did it and I saw he was already semi hard and quite well hung too. He'd told me earlier how he wanted to fuck me, nice and slowly, teasing me for as long as possible, which I was looking.