Andi looked around at all the pink, brown or black bottoms pushed up towards him, just waiting to be licked or fingered and was fairly sure he recogni...ed one before she bobbed down on some unsuspecting boy. Of course it was Caroline, his s1ster, 2 years younger - she must have slipped into the hall to learn. She looked up from the boy pinned down between her thighs, smiling at Andi's rampant cock; he must have come in part way through their conversation: "...So just to be completely clear I. I've lost a bunch of weight and I'm as skinny as a rail. Mother expects me to clean my room without any help from Amanda. This includes picking up after her. She leaves her underwear and things all over the floor. I know she does it on purpose. I wash out my two remaining pairs of underwear out each night in the sink. Mother said I would have to make do. If I needed clean she would borrow a few pair from the girls for me. I told her I was alright with what I have. Somebody took my underwear. "Inside!" I responded, "Do you want to see them". She nodded, and I stepped aside, ushering her past me and indicating the way through the dining room as I called to the cats. As she climbed the three stairs from the dining room to the kitchen, from my position behind and below I could see almost to the tops of her thighs. Both cats ran into the kitchen from the hall. Anna bent to stroke them, not from the knees, but from the waist, exposing to my gaze her bare buttocks, split by the narrow. He had named every regular, every female regular, imagined their lives, their bodies without clothing.It was late already. The woods seemed empty, the sun was setting and it got dark. In the dim light he could see one more coming down the the path. Sally, he had named her. She had shown up three or four years ago. First he had thought her young, a mere teenager. Mainly because of her slender figure and her underdeveloped breasts. But she had not changed over the years and he came to the.