Her slightly longer than shoulder length silky brown hair was down hanging over her shoulders. Her pretty face shined with sweat and her eyes had a dr...unk glaze about them. Her petite body was clad in a revealing number that showed off her feminine curves and wickedly sexy form. The top was like a golden crop/tank top with spaghetti straps over her otherwise bare shoulders. A tight black micro-mini skirt hugged her hips and revealed her long shapely legs down to the strappy black stiletto heels. And then! There it was! My sister's pussy! Again! This time I was determined to get a better look at it and maybe feel it a little.Beth pressed down her chin over the hem and thus holding it up she exposed herself up to just under the navel. She stood and for a while I could see all of her pussy. It was almost bald. Some wisps of hair grew on the two fat rolls of flesh that were divided by the deep cleft and it was as if the brown-blond hair pointed into and down to that cleft.She took the few. Then I slapped him hard across his smooth face four times. His lower lip looked thick and slack and out of control, his eyes were wild. I roughly sat him down; he sat there shaking; not with cold, but with fear. I stood there between his legs and played with my dick in my pants again. To break a boy, you have to be adept at picking up on certain signs. You have to know when to push forward and when to hold when to threaten and when to ease back. Why didn't he scream for help? Because he knew. As arranged I stopped to ask you for directions, when you gave me the directions you were so matter of fact about them I was still not sure if it was you or not. I then walked away thinking that I had messed up my chance, I genuinely thought you would not have waited so long for me to arrive after our agreed time; my heart skipped several beats as I saw you stand and begin walking towards me. Then you stopped I front of me and it was not until I heard your voice that I knew it was you and you.