Even the first time I used soap in the shower to do it wasn't this good. As she sucked, I worked my middle finger into her and began fucking her with ...t. She was so juicy it was running down her thighs. My sister was so beautiful from behind like this. I'd always loved looking at the girls in Playboy, mostly concentrating on the front of them but now I was seeing my sister's lovely butt cheeks with her plump, juicy pussy lips winking out at me as I finger-fucked between them.She now put her. I get on with my work, only a tiny bit worried that I haven't made that good a first impression, but think - oh well, another moody teenager. When Bev got home she turned into a bright, polite, model young lady. Talking nicely, helping in the kitchen, full of news and excitement about college. Later Bev explained that I probably wouldn't see Summer much - she'd be studying in her room, or sleeping or watching TV - teenagers and all that, you know, etc...'What happened next?''Well that night. ”“I’ll do that, Mum. Bye for now.”“Goodnight, dear.”The other girls had gone to bed, but the phone ringing had wakened Freda. She got up to find out what was going on, and heard the end of the call. She gave a low shout to Frances. “Hey, Frances, what’s up?”Frances came up the stairs to meet her. “It was my Mum, quizzing me about Reg. She must have had Dad report to her as soon as he got home, and got on the blower to me right away.”“So what did she say? Did she yell at you?”“No. She was quite. Tonight, though. Tonight is the one night in this whole week that we’re going to get to spend together. I’m off from work, and so are you.My anticipation for you to be home from work has reached into levels of palpable tension. How desperately I need to be around you. I’ve had dinner prepared, with two nice place settings at the table, complete with a candle. Now I play the waiting game. It takes a while before my senses are rewarded.Your key in the lock is music to my sensitive ears; as tuned.