Mark rang the door bell, he heard footsteps from inside then heard Kelly’s friend Sara shout ” hey it aint Simon it’s his little brother Mark”...Kelly shouted back ” I don’t give a fuck I am starving let him in” the door opened and Mark gasped in surprise there was 16 year old Sara in just skimpy bra and panties, Sara said ” come on in squirt” Mark went, he followed Sara to the lounge admiring her nearly naked bum, Sara said ” Kelly will be down in a minute” Kelly reached behind her back and. When his blouse was buttoned up to the neck, he put the rest of thedirty clothes back in the hamper and started sifting though the hangersfor his mother's pleated gray skirt. He had often envied her when shewore it, wondering how it must feel to have a skirt flip around yourknees, and he was about to find out. When he spied it on its skirthanger, he made a note of where to return it before he released theclasps and held it in front of himself. "Here goes," he said to himselfas he stepped into. He slowly took down the sides of her swim straps and she reached her hands up to over herself. He gently but firmly pulled her hands way, replacing them with his own big meaty ones. Cupping her perky breasts in his too big hands and pinching the nipples. She cried out and he shushed her, nipping and licking at her ear and neck as she tried to pull away.
“Daddy.”
“Do as Roger says baby girl. It’s alright. Daddy’s here.”
“It hurts.”
“Just relax. It’ll feel good soon.”His arm reached around her. She knew the nature of her charms where I was concerned: her curves, her ass, her hips, and her fine breasts. I caught her biting her bottom lip when I started fingering her freshly cleaned holes ... both of them. Lisa only bit her lower lip whenever she was in a state of rather intense pleasure or pain.Right then, I think that Lisa would have sold her soul for an orgasm. Getting fisted, which was what happened instead when I was good and ready, was more than good enough for her. My right hand.