She looked cute in her short skirt and pigtails hair. I tuned my head, watching her squatting behind the car. "Jaime, give your sister some privacy." ...om scolded me.I blushed, turning back to my book. I was curious and somewhat excited about my little sister squirting her warm piss along the road. I looked over, checking if mom was watching me, when I caught the perfect image of my sister on the side mirror.Teresa was still squatting; her panties pulled half the way along her thighs. A car. The door to the room was open slightly so i had a clear view of the bed, i could see side-on into the room, Mrs C was on all fours, her big white ass in the air, head down on the bed facing the other side of the room, the guy was behind her on his knees, then my jaw dropped as i seen the cock that was sliding in and out her pussy, it was the biggest blackest dick i had ever seen, even bigger than the porn cocks that we loved to watch so much, no joke his cock was a foot long or above and it was. You do look rathermore flushed and I can see you are perspiring rather heavily." Beginning? Ha! And how very unladylike of you to notice,"Sherla snapped as another wave of heat pulsed through her body. "My. Dear. Child. You are not merely perspiring, you aresweating. And what ever gave you the idea that I am a Lady,especially in the bedroom?" "I had. . .noticed," Sherla managed to get out before one of themuscle spasms in her lower abdomen caught her by surprise."Irene? You do have you. The mass of butterflies fluttered uninhibited in the pit of my tired abdomen. I had lost all focus on my intentions of coming that day, so I headed to the showers.I undressed and turned on the water. I stepped into the hot steam to cleanse away the sweat. The small remainder of the day's worries would surely be flushed out with a bone-warming shower. I took the soap from my duffle bag on the bench and began to lather my body. I heard a crinkle in the plastic curtain behind me. I turned quickly.