" Ah ok, come in and sit down. I'll run upstairs and grab my check book." He stepped aside allowing me to go inside. I walked in and sat down on the c...uch as he ran up the stairs. After a few minutes Mr. Anderson came back down the stairs with his checkbook and a pen in hand and sat down on the arm of the couch next to me. As he sat down his robe fell open revealing his uncut cock, it was so weird I had never seen another guy's piece before and for some reason I couldn't take my eyes off of it.. I also installed a high end stereo system. Dad was pleased when he got back from his latest trip and from then on used the gym often. I worked out for hours daily and Ashley joined, continuing our boxing sessions.I had convinced my boss to let Ashley help out and soon Ashley had a new job at the restaurant I worked at, she loved it. She made the same as me and even helped me out on the weekend evenings.The new school semester started. Mark and I hung out rarely during the summer, so our reunion. My tongue would dart deep into her pussy and back to her clit as I ravished her beautiful body. I felt her fingers in my hair pulling my face tighter against her as her moans became louder and louder... I could feel her hot body tighten and throb each time she orgasmed against my mouth. With each climax the juices of her pussy would become hotter and sweeter to my taste driving me to gorge my self on her honey. I looked up to see a trickle of crimson blood coming from her lip where she. My oldest sister, Vonda, was a woman I secretly hated with the kind of blind passion that would have made Osama Bin Laden proud, not that I liked him in any way shape or form She was waxing profound about how the president had committed all these ‘high crimes and misdemeanors’, and he should be impeached by the House, brought to trial in the Senate and removed from office.I’d had enough. Vonda is the oldest and certainly the hottest of the four of us girls. She’s a cool 5’6”, weighs a taut 140.