This summer I got to do more things. Everyone says St. Joe is so much better since the new manager came. Shirley says hi. She's on the tennis team at ...Livingstone State. And Mom loves the new Impala. I got her old car. I took your advice and went out with the guy from Birmingham-Southern. You were right; there is something to be said for nice guys. Anyway, I had a good time this summer."I said, "I'm glad. Speaking of good time; there's money in your bank account to cover Kappa chapter and social. When we got to my fiancé’s house he literally had to carry me up the steps and put me into bed. I laid there for hours watching the ceiling fan…which while off seemed to me to be self-propelled. Every time I closed my eyes the room spun. The next morning finally arrived and I got up and drank enough water to take some Tylenol…two minutes later I was puking again…the toilet went completely pink with white zinfandel…after 6 hours and all the throwing up I’d already done. I finally got some food. “Do you like it?” he asks me. “Oh yes, oh God yes,” I reply as he sucks my breasts. My pussy is so hot for him, but I do not want to rush the moment. Dad moves his hand between my legs as he continues to suck my breasts. Feeling his hands gives me a jolt of pleasure that I have never experienced before by any man. He motions me to stand up and my pussy is throbbing harder than before. He pulls down my denim skirt and panties, and lets out a nervous laugh when he sees my bald pussy in front of. This is a precaution more for Sylvie than Brock, considering all those time he fucked Missy with his parents at home.Brock lies in bed with thoughts of his sister and Missy running through his mind. He misses his cat, wondering why she left and where to. Sylvie on the other hand has only her brother in mind. She enjoyed feeling his cum leaking from her all afternoon. She thinks of his beautiful cock, which leads to her crotch tingling. In no time, and without any effort, she has the juices.