Just now Mom was walking into the room with a couple of brown bags in her hand, our lunches already packed. Placing them beside me on the bed she lean...d down and kissed me on the forehead. Chrissy pulled off me with a loud suctioning sound, her spittle shining brightly over the full length of my cock. Lifting herself up she kissed Mom on the lips, something I never liked doing myself, not wanting to show too much affection. Spreading my legs wide my sister again took her usual spot on the floor. Gracie was now on the defensive and hung her head for a second before mumbling something, so I told her, "Speak up, Gracie. I can't hear you if you don't enunciate." Okay ... I was saying that I can't believe what a bitch I was and what a hypocrite. It's just that ... that... ," Gracie hesitated to say it."That what, Gracie? What is the matter?" I insisted, with Tamara, Jasper, and Connie also impatient now."I know that you're going to marry her now, aren't you. I wanted to be your wife! I. Flowing with gravity and it's design from there. She realized, this is how it should be worn, and this is how he wanted her to wear it. She blushed, she wasn't the type who wore tight fitting clothing. She never wore "mini-skirts" or mini dresses. She only owned two dresses, and saved them for special occasions. She normally wore pants like she had on, and polo shirts on the weekend, with pant suits, usually cotton or polyester or some blend of the two, at work. She never wore heels, and that. ." Shut up. It is time we finally put an end to this. Lola and I love each other, we can't have you creeping around every time we want to be intimate. We decided to get rid of your balls. Without them you will be able to concentrate on something else besides being a pathetic creep for a change." No, Rachel, what do you mean, I don't, are you...?" I tried to reason with her but I was shocked at what she just said. Especially since she had that meat tenderizer in her hand. I could barely speak, I.