The smell was like nectar to a bee and he had felt his cock responding immediately as he pressed the soft material to his face. He wasnt sure why they...had the effect on him that they did. He didnt think of his Sister in a sexual way, at least not at this time but the smell of her recently worn knickers had lit a spark inside his teenage body. This continued for some time, every night after Emmas bath Tom would lock himself in the bathroom and take her knickers from the basket. On some occasions. Her mom kept trying to get her to put on suits that were only legal because they had the minimal material needed to cover her pink canoe and nipples. Almost all the suits were designed to make it obvious when her nipples were hard as well as making sure she always had a camel toe.When her mother turned toward me I found she was the epitome of a slutty cunt looking for her next sugar daddy. She was a grade D- gold-digging skank who looks to have only barely managed to no longer be considered. When I felt that he was about to cream I reached into my pocket for some tissues to catch his stuff. "No." He told me and pushed my hand off of his pecker. "Let me shoot in your mouth. Please!" He begged.I had known that he wasn't going to always be satisfied with a hand job but I didn't expect it to be that night. "Please!" Randy pleaded again.I was starting to consider putting it in my mouth when Randy made up my mind for me. He used his hand on the back of my head to push me down into his. Something was up, I wasn't too sure as to what but Mom soon came into the living room and kicked me out, saying the girls had the living room for the rest of the night. I rolled my eyes as I made my way into my room and grabbed a book. It wasn't long before I hit the light and passed out. I didn't even wake up until I started having a dream, or at least at first it was a dream. I dreamt that Catlin came in my room, laid down on top of me, with her pussy in my face and began blowing me. It turns.