I suspected she had already shaven off all her pubic hair because her camel-toe was clearly defined with puffy lips that promised paradise. I was bein... careful not to let Angela see me ogling her sister's pussy because I knew she was the jealous type from the way she gave me hell if I as so much as stared at an attractive woman's ass walking up a staircase at the mall.Later that morning, I happened to wander down to the pool area and found the pair of them doing their Yoga exercises wearing. I did the usual pilot spiel like you hear on a commercial flight. I could hear them laughing from the cockpit. We got clearance and were in the air in no time. I turned off the seatbelt light and they were at the cockpit door before I could get out of my seat."OK Mr. Funnyman, who do you think you're kidding. You're not the pilot here, he is" Suzie accused pointing to David."Actually he is not only the pilot in command, he owns this plane. I just work for him. He owns the air transport company. “Oh, god, mom. Let me sleep for another half hour.” I said groggily.“Now, now. You know you have school in an hour. Get your tushy up,” Mom says, pulling away my blankets. Her dark turquoise eyes are drawn to the wet pool that is between my legs. Disappointment and shame come over her face. She blows on her the bangs of her shoulder-length crimson locks and runs her hands through them in annoyance. “Oh, Cliff. Why are you still wetting your bed at this day and age.”“It was just an accident. I. She had light brown hair and blue eyes, and nice boobs. She was wearing a short house coat, a skirt that was pretty short as she was ready for bed. A kind of lazy home but decent just top that did nothing to hide the shape of her body as it was cosy and tight. As she bent over to take my shirt I could tell she was not wearing a bra. “Hurry up, get those pants off, and get in the bed, we don’t want you getting sick.” “I can’t take them off if you are here,” I said. “O.k., go in the bedroom, take.