I weigh about 128 pounds. I’ve all ways had a thing for women’s underwear (not wearing it) I love the way it looks on women. I have I 19 year old...sister. I’ve always thought that she is hot, she has one of those figures that looks great in anything that she wears. She constantly wearing these tiny mini skirts that make her gym sculpted ass look so appetising, when ever I saw her in them I almost always caught a glimpse of her sexist lingerie something normally from Ann Summers. This gave me a. No, worse than that. She was a bad friend. Slowing down, Brandi became aware of something else odd: her chest hurt. Her duties as the Protector regularly had her running much further, for much longer - she’d never had any issues with her chest hurting before.Looking down at her sticky cleavage, Brandi frowned. The question from last night arose its head once more: had her boobs grown? No, that didn’t make sense. Maybe it was just that she’d stopped wearing a bra.Why had she stopped wearing a. I adopted what I hoped was a normal walking pose, trying to look like I was in midstep since I was walking when I stopped time. It was hard pose maintain when you weren't paused.My brother swept past me, walking to that dorky friend of his who was a half a block farther down the road. I trembled, grinding my teeth, waiting for him and his slut to get into place. I was so eager for the fun to begin. My pussy clenched. I let out a squeal of eager anticipation.Then I remembered to give Ji-Yun her. Their mother, grandmother, and sister had passed away. Everyone was in tears especially me. God gives us one life to make the best of and I felt I ruined hers. Why lord, why take her? Why didn’t you take me instead. I don’t want to be alone, I want my wife back. I don’t care if we argued everyday. I don’t care what she calls me. I just wish I could make up for the pain I caused her. Please, Lord, just give her back to me. But it was not to be. That only happens in fairy tales and this was real.