As soon as I lay down over her leg, I knew I could reach her.I didn’t waste another moment before diving into my sister’s peppermint pussy.“Oh, ...ick,” she breathed as my tongue washed over her clit.It was pretty much impossible not to lick the candy cane as well as her pussy, so I didn’t even bother to try. The peppermint rod was coated in her juices anyway. In my limited experience, I’d always had to work a little to see a girl’s clit, but my sister was different. Hers was big, swollen,. He could see her reflected in the plastic surface of the vending machine, watching him. She was huddled in the corner of the enclosure, seeking some small shelter from the weather. He saw that she wore blue jeans and a cream colored sweater, with a jean jacket, and black high top sneakers. Next to her was a black nylon backpack, like a kid carries their school books in. She had short brown hair, and aside from looking wind blown, she wasn’t dirty or messed up. She was actually kind of pretty.. .. that is hot. You have great hands." Thanks." I continued on. But down to her thighs, then knees and calves. Jen began moving her ass around like she was waving to me with it. I chuckled to myself, but not silently enough."What are laughing at?" That you're so horny." I said it in a nice way, but just to make sure: "I'm not laughing AT you, Jen ... I just appreciate a girl who doesn't play games." I LOVE games!" That's not what I meant, and you know it ... don't you!" Yeah ... I was just. He watched as she stood close to it for a few minutes, warming herself and this warmed his heart more so. ‘This is so nice.’ She said softly. ‘I’m glad you like it. How about a cup of coffee?’ He said and she followed him to the kitchen. It was a large bright room, due to the fact that one wall was all patio doors that led out to a sundeck and a built in pool. The table and chairs were oak, as well as the cabinets, giving off a rustic, yet comfortable look.’ I’ll pour our coffee and then I.