He’d been watching her since the first day. Typing. Stopping. Occasionally tilting her head to ask questions without looking at him directly. Al...ays focused, she'd sit there day after day like she was driving someone else’s car, aware it wasn’t hers but assured of being the more competent pilot. She had a way of concentrating on the screen that made it seem she was frowning without actually frowning. Half the time her lips were parted as if she were mouthing the words as she read them,. Jenny was the cheerleading captain and very popular. Our house was like cheerleader central. Jenny was the only brunette on the squad. It was cool the way she stood out at games, like the warrior princess Xena, among all the blond cheerleaders. She looked like she should be the captain. I was proud she was my older sister. Most of the girls were seniors, and all of them, even the two juniors, treated me like I was just Jenny’s little brother. I guess it was because I was a sophomore even though. She wasn't sure what role she would play, but there was no doubt she would have a responsible position, according to Pietro. She was entering her senior year and she was anxious to get all her required courses behind her and join her father and brothers in the business. I envied her, in a way. The wine business was really interesting and more exotic than feeding hungry people hamburgers and fried chicken.To be fair, we had a number of very good and imaginative chefs who came up with several. I lowered my mouth down to her sopping wet pussy and trailed my tongue from her little patch of hair through her slit to her ass were I licked around the puckered hole I brought my tongue back up to her wet entrance and pushed my tongue between her slits, pulling them apart with my hands. I lick up and down catching any of the juices leaking out of her pussy savouring the salty taste of her. I bring my tongue to her clenching pussy hole and thrust it inside of her "oh god yes fill me up" she.