The reason for this is because I am only five foot two inches tall and only weight about 105 pounds. I have blond hair (but a dark, well trimmed bush)...and blue eyes. I have somewhat small breasts (34B) and, in my opinion, a great ass and pair of legs, from all the running I do; about 3 to 5 miles per day.On the afternoon that this experience took place; it happened to be nice spring day and I decided to take off early from work. I left the office at noon, but before leaving I changed my. "Come on, Kiki, we don't have all day."I come up the stairs, trying to hurry. The pain is building, as my thighs slide up and down, but he was more concerned with the way my breasts bounce.He led me right outside, and he put my hand in the crook of his arm as he led me down the sidewalks. I can tell immediately that he was choosing a roundabout route. He kept up a pace that was punishing on my pussy and that keeps my tits bouncing around in my tiny top recklessly.He commented on men he sew. “Gonna tear that ass up,” I heard him say followed by a smack.They were almost here. I could hear them coming closer and closer. I heard the wet sounds of smacking lips. The door rattled. Clarissa must be pressed right against it. My pussy clenched. I was so eager for it. I just had to see her. My sister’s pussy ... I needed to know what it looked like. Otherwise, I would go insane.I shoved my hand between my thighs and rubbed at my fourteen-year-old, virgin twat. Pleasure rippled through me. I. To make a long story short, we had a nice dinner, too much wine and shortly found ourselves in bed. Brad was gorgeous, blonde, blue eyed, smooth skinned and boasting a 10-inch meaty cock to die for, easily dwarfing my slender seven incher. Beth went wild over it, sucking it down her throat, kneading his big, hairless nuts in her hand as she blew him. I watched and stroked my own cock until Brad winked at me."C'mon, give it a shot, stud," he smiled, hands behind his head as Beth's head bobbed up.