I turned my stool to face the girl and took a deep breath and told myself that she was just another pain-in-the-ass neighborhood kid. “I’m working...on some fenceposts,” I said. “You’re Rachel Finklestein’s duaghet Becky, aren’t you?”“You know who I am,” she giggled. “After all, I’m the neighborhood bully. The one that kicks the crap out of your shhhkinny wimp of a son.”“It’s not good to be a bully,” I said sternly.“But it feels shhho good to be in charge,” she said. “But I talked with my mom and. She smiled over at me."What's wrong, Paul?" she asked.I shrugged. I'd been bothered by it all week, since we had spent last Saturday with Tanya, Shari's older cousin."Nothing, really," I told her. It's hard to explain when you aren't even sure of what it is yourself."Are you jealous?" she asked.I shook my head, surprised."No. God, no. It's just that we didn't spend much time together last weekend, just the two of us." Then you are jealous," Shari said with a sigh.I shook my head. Last weekend. .. You have to fuck this cock! He’ll make you cum!”“He is certainly going to make you explode,” the queen purred, watching me fuck her daughter hard. Was the queen squeezing her thighs together? Was she fingering her pussy? Squeezing her tits? “Are you going to cum, daughter?”“Oh, yes, Mother,” moaned the princess. “This cock is stirring up my cunt! Ooh, yes, you need to fuck him, Mother! You have to enjoy this dick!”I pinched her nipples, loving her words. I wanted to fuck that queen’s body. I. He turns to the clothes over the bed and notices there are panties lying there. He takes them and sniffs them, they'd been used, he can smell her pussy. He puts the panties in his pocket and moves to another room.The other room is obviously from her younger sister, but not that young, she's a teenager too. He looks at her computer that is on and in a folder finds pictures of her on her underwear, and some naked pictures, she's so hot, such big boobs, she seems to be sending pictures to her.