She put the bacon in the skillet and called Jack and Harriet to breakfast. As usual, Harriet monopolized the bathroom long enough to give Jack an extr... 20 minutes of sleep. Well, there was nothing unusual about that.Harriet was running a little later than usual because she was having so much trouble walking. Her pussy burned like fire with every step she took. She called Jack to tell him that the bathroom was empty, as usual, before she started down the stairs. Uh-oh, she had a hell of a time. He felt her legs slid over his back straddling him she grabbed the hair on the back of his head with one hand, his cock and balls with the other.She squeezed his balls slowly at fist it felt good until she squeezed his balls it felt like they would burst in her vise like grip ,he trashed about now on all fours like a bucking bull,she dug in her heels smiled and enjoyed the ride,he finally collapsed drenched in sweat panting exhausted every bit a broken bull.She told him to get on the floor. Fine.” I grumbled as I rolled sluggishly from my half soaked couch.I never really enjoyed visiting Sam’s family. They were all decent people, but always managed to talk over each other. Not to mention, their apartment was always unbearably hot, even in the winters. And the worst of it was her younger sisters.Sam, herself, wasn’t bad looking, but these sisters were another level of gorgeous. Coupled with the undying heat of their place, I was never lucky enough to spend the. Why shouldn't he? The window in her bathroom doesn't have a curtain and since she moved in four months ago she hasn't put one up. It's like she's inviting every voyeur in the neighborhood to come and watch her take a shower, if they knew what time to come and watch everyday(twice on Friday's). He can't believe he knows her schedule by heart. He's not a freak or anything, never done this before in his life, well except that one time, he peeked in his older sister's bedroom when she had a.