She always seemed more than just willing to listen to the latest stories going around.I managed to get away from her without a rehash of the night bef...ore's adventure. There was not much to rehash as far as I was concerned. That was my opinion and I'm sure it carried very little weight with Dancer.The early start I had that day left me with a lot of time on my hands. I had no intention of getting involved with the housing development we had come to call The Mill Village Development. That name. After another minute, Dwight took my hand and put it onto her cherry, but kept his there as well. So, then we both gratified her twice as much. Then I closed my eyes and tried just to put my entire heart into my pleasuring. I surely knew that Dwight and I supported each other through thick and thin, but I knew if I watched him, I'd hold back at least somewhat. I turned my body so it was entirely in front of her and grabbed onto her bosom as tightly as I could with one hand. My fingers touched. As she looked herself over before leaving she thought to herself I'd fuck me. When she got to the party there was only a couple people there but she was always early so it was nothing new to her, besides the field resided in one of her lovers backyards. She had amazing memories in the field, including fucking underneath a truck during the prime time of a party. It was amazing no one had caught her and Jay that night. The truck was one that was backed up with it's tailgate facing the fire and it. ”“No problem. Listen,” she said quickly, “it’s late so I guess I should spend the night. Is that okay with you?”“Yup, it sure is,” I answered, “We’ll flip a coin for the couch.”“Yeah, okay. So, I’ll be there in an hour or so.”“I’ll be here Pam. I love you, Sis.”“I love you too Markie.” She hung up and I held the receiver to my chest for a second before setting it back in the cradle. I managed a weak smile at the thought of the imminent visit from my youngest sister. We had grown closer over the.