R.. FASTER... MMM YES... STROKE IT FOR ME LITTLE b*o..... HAHAHAHAH!” she called to me.She teased me more, shaking her body as her tits bounced back...and forth, side to side as she laughed at me jerking my cock in my hand, faster and harder. It was rock hard as I went at it non-stop. My hand wrapped around my cock as I jerked it over and over, back and forth. My eyes fixated on my big sister’s large luscious tits.“Oh fuck...” I called out as I stroked it harder and faster. “HAHHA, are you. I've gotten sniped a bit myself. That's one of the dangers of staying in Top Stories for so long, I guess," Shattered Mirror related, with more than a little bit of pride. "But what can we do?" Well, here's an idea -- we all could go methodically though the author list, and give each one of them a 1. Sure, we might hit quite a few innocent victims, but this is war. There are always innocent victims in wartime," Bigger offered. "And you can be damn sure we'd get the offending party." No, I'm not. Or maybe it was that tea he servedher? She wasn't sure. But she never felt like this before. When he spoketo her, when he addressed with a gentle manner, called her beautiful andcharming, she felt totally defenseless. Instead of fighting or yelling,she accepted his proposal. And now she was about to become his woman.Yes, a woman. No longer a boy. But if she surrendered to his charm thateasily, could she ever consider herself a boy anymore? Was she really aboy if his touch was making her feel so. I tapped her on the shoulder and said, “Time to go to bed.” Marilyn got up and went into the bedroom while I went into the bathroom. When I got out, she was asleep again. I went to bed without any answers, only more questions.The next day Marilyn insisted on coming out to Hereford with me, and she had Charlie ready to go on time. There was no arguing with her, so we drove out, and she dropped me off at the office, and then she continued. I wasn’t sure where she was going, but she had to be as.