After our first encounter, when we both discovered our addiction to masturbation, my sister and I had settled into a fairly regular and furtive affair....She was often asked by my mother to get me up for school, and she devised a wicked and risky way to do this….She would slip silently into my bedroom, and slide her hand under the covers, and begin to fondle my balls, and rub her hand over my cock, which would respond immediately, and, whilst sitting on my bed, she would take my hand and slip it. The warehouse was dim and echoed with the sounds of ancient air compressors dying in the southern heat. She moved quickly around several areas where I noticed woodworking equipment, a plastic extruder and some unfamiliar machine tools. Quiet women working industriously occupied most of these areas. We stopped at a desk with a "Bookkeeping" nameplate. The woman there had her fingers flying over the keys of an adding machine. Sondra interrupted her. "Janice, I have a customer here -- would. She was carrying a small bag which had her belongings for the night. We had some Coffee and she said that she’s going to change and get freshen up.20 min gone and I saw from the mirror that Sonia is coming out in a Light Red color gown and she’s looking amazing while the droplets can still be seen on her face and that yummy cleavage. I just got and hugged her, she was like an easy dude as we have got a long night to spend together.So we started talking and while talking I started kissing her on. Sydney was far more reserved than the other girls in so many ways. Even now, her shorts were a little big baggy and her shirt was almost a little too big, meaning the finer points of the shape of her body were a mystery. Her long brown hair cascaded down her shoulders now as she almost never wore it up. Her hazel eyes were full of wit, but she was full of hesitation. I could always see that there was more going on than she could find the words for. “How long have you been writing?” I asked. “A.