I was browsing through some porn sites when my sister knocked on my door.“Hey Jeff, whatcha doin?” she asked.I just looked back at her, slightly a...nnoyed. “Nothing, just browsing.”“Same place as last time?” she responded with a slight smirk.“No!” I retorted. “Did you need something?”She looked at me for a minute. I could tell there was something on her mind.Then she said, “There’s a cool website you might like. That’s all.”I really didn’t know what to expect. With a smile from my sister, those. ..noone said anything about breast development. "Has your mother been giving youany supplements to help keep your skin nice and blemish free?" I asked him."No, Miss Robin.... I just take my regular vitamins and stuff," He answered."Well, I must say you are developing a nice little bosom. What do you thinkaccounts for that?" I asked him."I used to be really heavy....fat really. The kids all called me names andthat just made me eat more....Mother took me to a nutritionist who put me on astrict. In her days as a stripper, as far as Sara had been willing to go with customers were hand jobs and the rare blow job if the guy was attractive and she was in the mood. She never kissed the customers. And she had never had an orgasm. Now with Charlie she’d done all of it. And she decided she was going for even more. She was going to fuck him too.She lowered herself onto her knees facing him. Charlie kissed her with his mouth open and their tongues slithered through a long, slow dance.“Fuck me,. ”Angel looked from one brother to the other, trying to decide if she was going to tell them or call their bluff. After all, one or more of the brothers, and herself, had come up with various sexual games to play and this was definitely one of those times — or so she thought. She could not wait to be a part of the latest game, but if she'd known it all, Angel would not have been so anxious to be a part of it.“As I said, let me shower and I will meet you in the playroom in ten.”“So, you're not.