He is a junior and I am a freshmenI placed the last picture on my dresser and studied it. I looked nothing like my mom and sister sans our pink pouty ...lips and grey eyes. They both have long black hair with perfect eyesight. At 5’9 my mom was a dancer and my sister followed in her footsteps. They have what I like to call perfect bodies. Even at 50 my mom is hot. Where I inherited my father’s hair curly and unmanageable in its uneven shade of red. With glasses too big for my face. I finally. I had neverseen her like this, I knew that this woman could do anything that shewanted with me. Even her smile was intimidating, white teeth framed bydark mysterious lips, it was the smile of a carnivore sizing up itsvictim and there was no doubt who was predator and who was prey in thisroom."It?s time to get my sissy dressed now, it?s time for Brie to makeherself pretty for her mistress," Karen said while walking, no, morelike stalking towards me. Following her pointing finger to the bed. I tore up her t-shirt, and got my hands on her boobies and started to squeeze them really hard. She moaned out, “Ahhh! Do it baby,” and cried out in joy.I then went on to her sweaty armpits and gave them a suck. She loved the tinkling and she started to stroke my dick which was rock hard.I put her down and got my tongue to her pussy and licked it. I am said to be a pro in it and I showed her why I was called so. She had not had her dick in her mouth before and I told her it would be amazing.She. Just a little over 6' tall. He had often wondered what the girls he had been with would say if they knew what he was thinking when he was with them. Ok he did like them too so most of the time he was focused on the actual person grunting and moaning under him. But at some point his thoughts would always turn to his sister. Every girl he had ever fucked had been her. And when one had allowed him to tie her up and just use her he almost used the wrong name more than once. Maybe it was just the.