That was the last he remembered until his baby sister came running into his room screaming for him to get up as it was Christmas morning!"Bobbie! Bobb...e! You got to get up! It's time to open ... WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU? YOU LOOK LIKE A RACCOON!" screamed his sister, Betty Sue.It was then that the events of the previous evening came back to him. The crash, the pain in his head, his sore ribs and his frozen feet. Then with a rush, he remembered the Arab-like family. Bobbie bolted from bed. One. Who do you know in Arizona?”“A lawyer, I guess.” I shrugged and folded the letter. “It must be a mistake. I don't know any lawyer.”“You think it's from a perv?” She said that like a pervert was the most disgusting thing in the world.And we were. How could I want to have sex with this cute, innocent creature. My own flesh and blood. God, I was a freak. “Well, dinner's on.” She bit her lower lip. “It's nothing, right? I mean... He knows where we live.”“I think it's a she,” I said. “And, yeah,. That didn't mean that I was going into our new life a sexual dummy. I had seen plenty of porn videos and I was fully aware of all the fun things you could do. I was looking forward to eating Sarah's pussy, getting my first blow job, trying anal sex and trying out all of the various positions that I had seen. I had even positioned a mirror in our bedroom so I could see Sarah's tits swing wildly back and forth as I made love to her from behind.I was disappointed when Sarah came to bed in a long. My body moulded to his, wanting to touch every square inch of him. Suddenly, I was on his lap, my hands in his soft hair. His mouth was on my jaw until it was gone.“Wait,” he panted. “There’s something you need to know.”I was confused and missed his lips. I lightly stroked his face and smiled. “Whatever it is, baby, it doesn’t matter.”William lowered his head and let out a slow breath before looking me in the eye again. He opened his mouth and I was confused as to what I was supposed to be.