She had a pair of tight blue jeans on. I don’t know what it was about that bra-strap…but on seeing it something fundamentally shifted.I’d never ...hought of Sarah in a sexual way….no hang on that’s a lie. I did masturbate one holiday when I saw Sarah in a bikini when she was fourteen and had just started to blossom. But I felt so bad for weeks afterwards, about thinking about her in that way. And after that I went back to just thinking about her as my little girl, who I was there to protect. But. She has the longest and sexiest legs I have ever seen. As her older brother, I never used to think of Stacie in a sexual manner. But several years ago, one only had to look at her to tell she was going to be model type material. She had the long blonde hair, blue eyes, and the body most young girls die for. She had firm breasts, a gorgeous face, a tight little ass, and those legs. Whenever she wore one of her short skirts to school, everyone looked forward to it. Teachers, co-students, and even. The idea of us doing this must make her so excited. Licking my lips once more, I kiss her inner thigh, right at the lace of her leggings. I drag my tongue over the lace, leaving it moist with my saliva and moving to do the other legs. I can hear Lisa's breathing quicken, her breasts rise and fall gently, her hands roaming over her body. Knowing she has been without panties this whole time builds my excitement. How many times has she done that, all those times she has been in a skirt. How bare. He age unknown but I had selected her, hoping she was in her early twenties. She had long blond hair that hung down to her shoulder blades, eyes that were alive with the offering before her, and the longest legs you could imagine. They to were encased in silk hold ups and her muscles accentuated by impossibly red high heels. Her slim body masked by a tight red dress, which plunged to hint at the breasts they hid. I held one finger to my lips as I signalled her to silence. I could hear your.