What the fuck could I do? I decided to comply and see where things would go from here. I dragged myself off to the shower to prepare for my day's tor...ure at the hands of my younger brother????..Three quarters of an hour later I opened the kitchen door and sidled in. Tom was sitting at the kitchen table dressed in his boxers and a t-shirt."Fuck me Sis!? Tom exclaimed. "You are one fucking sexy bitch!?I stood there in my black mini, the skirt finishing about eight inches above my knees, just. Ihr seid Herzlich eingeladen , Eure eigene Post zu verschicken ;-) und die Geschichte weiter leben zulassen.Ich bitte nur darum es immer entweder aus der Sicht der Frau oder der des Mannes zu schildern. Und bitte jeder nur Seine geschichte erweitern und nicht die der Anderen User, danke.Ein unbekannter Brief eine Aufgabe eine Geschichte.wünsche Euch allen viel spaß,nun gehts los:. “Wake up. I won't come see you this morning, but some boys from your local police department will. Have a nice day.”I was tying my shoes when the doorbell rang twice. Halfway down the stairs, I heard three sharp knocks. A cop car sat in the driveway. I opened the door.The short one said, “Mr. George Whitaker?”“Yes?”“We received a complaint of some, uh, debris in your back yard.”“What do you know about that?” the big ugly one said.“What do I know about what? What debris?”“Mr. Whitaker, we. My tongue needed to taste her. I buried my tongue deep into her pussy, as my fingers played with her clit. As I stuck my tongue in, there was more cum that hadn’t yet oozed out. I lapped it up. She saw that I was excited by the amount of cum, and how she was still as needy for an orgasm. It didn’t take long for me to get her into the same state she had been when I walked in, she was soon grabbing the quilt with her hands and biting her pillow, and my tongue danced over her clit, quickly but.