Which was OK by me, but I wore baggy clothes every day so I could keep my secret.CHAPTER 1Summer was here finally here, no more jocks to push me aroun... and I felt like celebrating. I ran up to my room, stripping as I went to pick out my sexiest outfit, a matching pink lace pants and bra, with thigh hi black stockings that had pink ribbons. I threw on baggy sweats a tiny bit of pink lipstick. As I left the house to walk down a trail that led through a woods near my house. It seemed like I was. "Impossible!" she thought to herself. "I'll seduce him and play with him until he bores me just like I've done for years with every other sexy slut who's come through our doors." Jean had unconsciously started to push the back of Jeremy's head up against the V of her thighs and the pressure was causing her to feel the urgency of a cum creep up on her. Jeremy watched her in the mirror as she closed her eyes and felt her fingers starting to push his head back against her pudenda. He was. Without a word being needed, the two cubs imitated their parents, taking their position beside their mother."Good afternoon, Officer Murphy," Caitie greeted him. "Here are some people I would like you to meet. First, this is my aunt from Ireland, Sheila Quinn."When Murphy saw Sheila, his heart turned over. At six feet three, 215 pounds, Murphy, an Army veteran from the Military Police Corps, was a recent addition to the New York City Police Department. Like Sheila and Caitie, he had dark hair. You probably wouldn't be able to tell we're Sisters though, she's 5' 6'' with D-Cup boobs, straight blonde hair and has a different facial structure then me. While mines round she has more of a long face.Due to living with her I have to put up with hearing her have sex, I never knew she got around so much. She even brings girls home. Oh, I just realized that makes her sound like a slut. She's not it's only about every few weeks it's with a new person. That doesn't make her a slut right?I'm.