Some spiky-haired woman with a Russian sounding name double faulted, threw her racquet down on the grass and yelled "FUCK!" Tam turned the channel dur...ng the commercial break to a movie called Miss Congeniality. She seemed interested in it. I tried to be.I was thirsty and got up to get something to drink. I opened a cabinet for a glass and there were 4 large bottles of "Jack Daniel's" there, one half-empty. My father drank bourbon; "Jim Beam". They looked about the same. When I was at home. Carmen's small, warm tongue immediately slipped between my lips and probed into my mouth. I was thrilled by her response and I greeted it with my own. Our tongues swirled around each other and then I started to suck lightly on her tongue. Carmen wrapped her hands into my hair and pulled me closer to herself, deepening the kiss as far as humanly possible. "Oh my..." she gasped when we peeled our lips apart, "You sure know how to kiss, Ryan." Practice makes perfect," I replied as I leaned down. She’d developed some beautiful tits before I even appreciated them. She was nine years older than Bud, who was kind of a surprise to his parents. She had babysat me and I remember how she played with my little stiffie and had me nurse on her growing bosom.Bud explained, “I’ve got an idea! Would you like to fuck Sis?”“SHIT! Would I? Does the sun rise in the east?” I almost yelled.He explained, “You could get together with her through the backyards and no one would ever know. Right?” I nodded.. “Do those beautiful tits look familiar?” he asked, passing back the bourbon.“Sure do ... They just look different ... not bouncing around as much as they did that night in the motel room,” I teased, taking a minute to drink in the image. As I did, my cock couldn’t help but flinch and throb in my pants.“Keep turning those pages, buddy boy, and you’ll get some better views of ‘em ... and other things,” he suggested.Going very slowly through this chapter of the album, I was greeted with pictures.