..ohh,you?!! That must be my lucky day ... first a cow and now a kitten!..."I was about to yell at him, when I thought of something else. I am a bigfa... of Clint Eastwood, still my "Make my day!", was more like "Ooooh,big boy, come over here and make my day..." while licking my paintedlips. Maybe he was not into my 'Cindy Eastwood' version or no Eastwoodfan at all. Because he stomped his feet, while coming onto me like arhino. When he was only five feet away, I clenched my left fist and lethim. But he had come here and had been ready to accept the suggestion that he should fuck the fourteen-year-old Ursula and he had felt excitement at the prospect. Girls of that age didn't come his way that easily and this was a chance he didn't want to miss. But to fuck his own sister?And there his sister was standing in her underwear waiting for him to take her.She looked at him challengingly, her eyes blazing with excitement. Her tits jutted out in her brassiere and the lovely womanly hips molded. Baxter whom he called aunt, but in fact was no relation of his. She had been a neighbor of his folks’ when she lived down south and her sister who had remained a friend of the family had contacted her when Jamal got a place at the local college, the rest as they say was history. His story was smooth but there was something about the way he disclosed Mrs. Baxter’s status that left Shirley wanting to ask him more about her. She hadn’t met the woman as yet, but she felt what she would later. I started to dry myself as mum got out of the bath and sat on the edge, her legs were slightly open and I could see her smooth slit, her pubic hair just above her pussy and was dipping with water, “sweetheart, you have a lovely woman’s body, beautiful breasts, a lovely waist and a cute round bum, the only thing that you have that a girl has not is your penis, you are a lovely girl and I am not saying that because I am your mum” she stroked my leg, “and to top it all you are very pretty” “Ho.