For those of you who don’t know me, I’m the 16-year-old waitress from Jean: Chapter 4, and this is my story, enjoy!!When I arrived home, I opened ...he door and saw that my parents were out, leaving my 14-year-old sister Lizzy home alone: ‘Boy, some parenting.’ I thought to myself. As soon as I put my purse down on the end table, I heard loud moans coming from my bedroom, so, I sneakily walked up the stairs, cracked open my bedroom door and saw my sister watching lesbian porn. I became so. ..embarrassed but pleased that she had looked favorably on myattempts.We sat and ate a delicious meal that Auntie told me was low calorie....'wegirls have to watch our figures' I think she said.As we sat and ate in silence I was careful to take small bites and chewwell...just as Aunt Hilda had showed me. My mind began to wander back to howthis all started. My father was Aunt Hilda's younger brother and when he andmother were killed in a car accident I was sent to live with Auntie. I hadno other. His tongue worked away at the fat, throbbing head as his lips continued sliding over the long shaft of his lover’s solid pole. He explored with his tongue, tasting every part of Danny’s dick. It tasted so good, salty, sweet and sour all at the same time. Time flew by and minute after minute seemed to fly past them as they had the time of their lives! Danny was getting hot now and didn’t know how much longer he could last. A drop of sticky pre-cum landed on Jakes tongue and he lapped it up. ’ He steered Vera to the couch and disappeared down the hallway. Vera looked around at the young man’s home. It was messy but comfortable, mismatched squishy chairs, a coffee table littered with empty beer cans, a large TV on a table with X-box controllers balanced along the edge. The young man appeared with an armful of sheets, muttering to himself, and disappeared again into another room. Vera lifted the hem of the shirt she was wearing to inspect her scrape. It was already closing up but the.