I was wheeling my large trash container out for Monday pick up when I happened to glance up and see Donna walking out to her mom's carport. I stopped ...nd waved to her but she either didn't see me or was ignoring me for some reason. I finished with my trash and went back to my place. Opening my door I was very surprised and startled to see Sandy standing in my entranceway.I shut my front door and smiled a hello at her. For some unfathomable reason she decided to pick that exact instant to start. Both have already stripped off theirovershirts, and are wearing ribbed white t-shirts, the kind with the straps forshoulders, tucked into jeans. The pants of the one on the left are made of leather instead of the more commonplace denim. Both wear heavy boots. The pair on the right somewhat darker, heavier than those on the left. Their hair is thick and curling in the steamy air, not yet plastered to their foreheads, but long and thick and luxuriant enough in this heat.There are posters of. We had lived in Pittsburg my whole life and she had lived in Vancouver that whole time. I had only seen her a few times in my life. I was still pondering this when my father came back down the stairs. “Your sister will be in charge until we get back. Do whatever she tells you to and don’t give her any trouble okay, Jason?” He paused with his hand on the front door handle and gave me a serious look. “I mean it, alright? I’m under enough stress already and I don’t want to have to worry about. We had heard water running,so we thought Mom may be brushing her teeth,or maybe she was washing her face. Instead,she threw the bathroom door open!I was laying on the floor,Megan's lips were wrapped around my balls and I was at her mercy. Barb stood in front of me spreading her asscheeks apart,pressing her crotch into my face,while Kerry leaned up against the other wall and had two fingers shoved deep into her pussy!"You Nasty, Little, Fucking, Cunts!" Mom exploded!"Wait till Your Father Gets.