The weather was nice now and she had taken to wearing her short skirt and thin blouse to keep cool under the branches of the shade-giving trees.Lucy H...ernandez was fifty percent Puerto Rican and fifty percent of mixed everything from her father's side. His family tree was diverse and sometimes bogus depending on which "tall tale" you elected to believe. Her mama was a light-skinned PR girl with real red hair and blue eyes. When she came to New York City she couldn't speak a word of English. Even. We had control over our lives, over our environment.My first slap in the face was losing Val. When he went on that survival trek and didn't come back and that damn Jimmy wasn't any help, I almost lost it. I found myself bursting into tears at the drop of a hat. And there was no way I could control it. I just cried like a baby until I was done and no amount of holding, consoling, or anything else had any effect. It was like a part of me died when he didn't come home. And of course, being his. I could hear him telling her to clean off his cock, and she does love to lick the cum and pussy juices off a cock. Then he was telling her to suck it, and I began to think I was going to be sitting here a little bit longer. Chrissy is one hell of a cock sucker and if you have seen any of her videos, you can tell how much she loves it. She was taking her time, just laying there, enjoying the cock in her mouth. Now I was getting impatient as I looked at my watch. Wow, it was almost 530 AM, no. But my father had multiple women. He had his wife, Mary, but he had a whole army of women devoted to loving him. Was it so wrong?No. Especially when you can have a woman as loving as Reina.I listened to my lust and kissed my sister as her hands untucked my shirt from my denim pants. Her hands slid up my back, biting into me as her hips humped into my crotch. My cock throbbed as I dry humped her, my hands finding her hard nipples."Oh, yes," she moaned, her voice liquid passion as my fingers.