"You have got to be kidding me, right?" C'mon Jen, it'll be fun. Ron and Angela and Wendy and Greg will be there." A stupid protest? Please." We could...end up on T.V."She cut him off. "You know what? I'm done. I am so sick of your stupid causes and ... Just forget it. We're through." Wait, Jen."Sandra winced at the sound of the front door slamming, immediately followed by a great sigh and the springs of the couch squeaking. She peeked around the corner from the kitchen doorway to see Tim sitting. Then you hear it. It creeps into your mind, not so much into your ears. It is a voice, of sorts. So soft and subtle it seems musical to you. ‘I do not speak your language, little one, so I speak to your soul through my own.’ Now you find your mind racing, grasping for an explanation and again he speaks. ‘Fear not, little dove. The mind knows to listen not only to the voice, but also to the soul. There is no language for the soul, we all speak the same, hear the same and feel the same, if we. “ I looked up and smiled when I cupped her pussy “do you pleasure yourself” I asked. ”Don’t be ashamed if you do, you should do it,I do myself, “I said . As a matter of fact I have jerked off many times thinking about you”. I was rubbing the palm of my hand softly up and down her pussy waiting for her response.She finally said that she did and then smiled. “Good now let me make you cum “ I said and moved down placing her legs over my shoulders. I began tracing the outer lips of her pussy with. After a little more digging around a found the sexiest little lavender g-string. “My god,” I thought, and my hand instinctively slid into my pants and grasped my throbbing cock, jerking it slowly. I was so lost in the pleasure and thought of my sister wearing nothing but that g-string, that I barely noticed a car door and Lily’s voice saying good-bye to her friends. “Fuck.” I thought, and I quickly threw the g-string back into the drawer and closed it. I high-tailed it back to my room and.