If I had the gift of art, I'm sure I could have painted itpurely from memory.But my problem was more than misplaced lust. I learned this fact whenSan...y dropped off a bag full of clothes just before the Fourth of July.Like many women, Sandy and Jena regularly shared clothes. In retrospect,that sharing probably led to some of my confused feelings toward the twowomen. It wasn't uncommon for me to strip a top off of Jena during anight of passionate sex only to see Sandy wear that exact same top. She was tall, and thin - a model's sort of body- with long, lean legs and little sandals on her feet. She wore a tiny pair of shorts- like gym shorts- well worn and a little dirty. She wore a cotton long sleeve shirt that covered her upper body and hid what must have been smallish breasts. Her hair was blond, stringy, and also a little dirty. In fact, that term seemed to give a good overall description of her look: a little dirty. And Jay smiled, as he felt his cock stiffen and bulge the front. ”She took of the shirt and tossed it in the washing machine and pulled down my bra to reveal my right breast. “Florence, what gorgeous nipples you have!” She lowered her head and sucked onto my harden right nipple. She even nibbled on it. I let out a moan as she suck on my right nipple while groping my other breast. This was heavenly!I collapse onto the floor from all the ecstasy, my sister followed me down and continued sucking on my nipple. It was extremely arousing and exciting. Just when I. Once I got off the phone I douched and showered and stretched my ass with my 18 inch double dong. I got dressed wearing a black lace body stocking and hot pink g-string, slipped on a tight pair of jeans and a white shirt. I grabbed a bag and put in some lube, condoms, a few toys, and my hot neon pink and clear 6 inch platform stripper heels. I called them my fuck-me heels even though I had never been fucked while wearing them.I arrived at her house and before going in tossed back 3 shots of.