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Ever since I first started noticing girls, Brenda immediately became the object of my attention. I haven’t had a girlfriend in my life, as I’m too embarrassed and ashamed. I’m skinny, I’m timid, and I’m ashamed. I mostly ogle at the girls as they pass by in their tight spandex, some of them sheer from wear and I can see their thongs brightly shining through. When I chance a glance at their whale-tail sticking out their back, I can’t help but squirm in my seat Hardcore trying to both touch and hide my indian erection that’s beginning to form in my pants. These girls, however, are only appetizers. The real entrée I crave is my sister. blowjob I remember being 14, having just discovered the magic a thong had over me, and I was curious to see if amateur Brenda owned any. No one was in the house that day I raced home after school, having spotted my first whale-tail in science class from a girl who leaned forward to far. A grey satin, hi-cut thong, I can still see it, four years later. As I said, No one was home, or so I thought. I came in the house, trying to be quiet a skill I had acquired over the years from my dad’s drinking. Too much noise would make him fly off his handle, and I might get beat to within an inch of my life, if I wasn’t careful, so I learned stealth fairly quickly. I knew dad wasn’t going to be home for at least three hours, so I wasn’t too concerned about the noise, but force of habit had developed. Closing the door nimbly, I shrugged off my backpack and took off my shoes. The house was dark, but I could see a sliver of light coming from my sister’s bedroom. She was usually home by now, but she always closes her door. I slowly walked forward, daring not to breathe, and as I got closer I heard a slicking sound. Some low mumble and a muffled “mm-hmm.” As I approached her bedroom door, I could see plain as day, her pale thin 15 year old body naked less a big cocks black g-string, answering my original question. She was on her knees and he head was bobbing up and down in some guys lap. He had his hand on top of her head and it look like he was guiding her movements. She was stroking his cock with her hand at her mouth, and I heard the sucking noise very loudly. I heard him say something about “coming,” which confused me because he was already here, and I had no clue what was going on, having never even dreamt of the idea of my sister in a thong never mind a dick in her mouth. He suddenly stood up and started stroking what looks like the biggest cock I had ever seen. My sister swooned and craned her head back with her mouth wide open, glistening from the saliva that had accumulated. Her long dirty blond hair swayed with her movements cascading down her back. Her large bright blue eyes smiled at the man before her. She rubbed her body up and down, her tiny pert breasts proudly on display, as she pinched her nipples and groped herself. “Come on me, daddy!” I heard Brenda say. “Come all over my face!” she cooed. Which, once again, didn’t make sense because he was already here, and he wasn’t our da-… Looking at him, I realized it was volleyball coach, Mr. Ives, at my sister’s school. I had gone to her games, not because I wanted to support her, but because dad works all the time and at the time I wasn’t allowed to be home alone. It was only within the last couple months that my dad said “fuck it” and let me stay home by myself. What is Brenda doing with her Volleyball coach? As soon as I asked the question, Mr. Ives grunted very loudly, and thick white globs spurted out of his cock, covering my sister’s face, and making her look like a strudel. It was everywhere, in the crevices of her button nose, along the gentle arch of her forehead, threes long trails dripped over the back of her head, sinking into her hair. My sister laughed and gasped as she received her prize. But if the girl was aware of their roaming hands she never reacted. “At heart I am a wanderer. The girls finally made it down, just as we were setting the food on the table. I decided blow my load on her skin and I didn't give a damn what she would think in the morning. I held Melanie tightly against my chest and lifted her off the ground, using my finger currently hooked inside her to aid me and carried her over to the bed. I hope you’ve been taking your pills, bitch. Again he withdrew, ploughing back into me as, thrust after thrust, he rammed himself against my thighs and amateur I felt the weight Hardcore of his heavy blowjob balls wacking my backside with each thrust. I guess it's over, our agreement has collapsed." She could hear him moving and adjusting behind her, it made her heart race, unsure what he was going to do. A mischievous thought formed in my head. He tried to pull it away, but she quickly reached out and tried to jerk some more of the rich seed out and into her mouth. 3 His eyes were a sparkling hazel, and his skin slightly tanned from time out in the sun. He would never do that again. She had a petite body, her breasts small and conical, topped by dusky nipples. There must be some kind of emergency involved. He rolled indian his eyes, but he was still smiling. More time passed as he just sat against his large form, his warm fur holding him dearly, nearly dream-like. He pulled my legs big cocks up and over his shoulders. In the early cannibalism days, they would gut the girl, as with any animal, in order to prevent any bacterial infections from cross-contaminating. Tautness spreads throughout her body as I strum rhymical between pressures, allowing the pleasure to peek briefly before loosening. Ben lost his shirt first then Katie lost her top. Would you join us?” Julie collapsed to her knees next to her mom, who rose to give her an assuring hug. She grabbed for my hands and brought them to her head. I'm glad you're okay; I wouldn't want anything to become weird between us." I squeezed the pill and then looked around at the others.