We continued watching television. It was still so hot inside the house.My sister siting in the chair to the left was still just in her tiny bikini. I ...egan to have thoughts of what lay beneath her panties. I wondered if she shaved herself or had a little landing strip; I wondered what it would feel like to slide my fingers up and down her little, tight, innocent pussy. As my thoughts wandered in my head I felt myself starting to grow so I quickly grabbed a cushion and layed it on my lap.I think. Oh God that burns…Is this how it felt to Grant this morning when he thought I was with a stranger last night? I sat on the floor, still talking to myself inside my head, as Ashley franticly undid Doug’s jeans and pulled his cock out. I watched as she pulled her thong aside and guided him inside her. I want you now Doug! How can you fuck her like this in front of me? “Uhhh, yes!” Ashley’s hair flung back and she arched her back towards the ceiling, riding him with a quickened pace. Doug’s hand. I had taken my college girlfriend to the art museum for a fun, downtown, midday date. It was inexpensive and a great way to just spend time with one another, plus, as we were both Art majors, it made sense to visit the museum frequently. We could talk and laugh and simply enjoy each other's company while also being able to take in some culture. "Daisy" was as cute as she could possibly be. She was very petite, only coming up to my collarbone, with a slim waist and the most perfect, if small,. ...." SON!" Billingsly stepped out of nowhere. "Has she agreed to yourproposal?" Not yet," Alexis piped in. "Uh.....I was just trying to make promises that I will be a faithful,loving husband to her," Mark stuttered. Billingsly's wide grin told her that it was a foregone conclusion thatthe marriage would take place, "Well Mark, ask her. Women want strong mennot weak ones. I'll be going so you two lovers talk. Only don't wait toolong or some other man might take your bride to himself. Don't say.