I have to go pick up Ashley, but we'll be doing pictures here, so I'll be back soon. Riley should be on his way over, so listen for the door. Love you... sis.” Giving me a playful pat on the head, he left and closed the door behind him.I wandered back into my room and started looking at all the old pictures that were framed on my walls. Riley and Jon had been friends for as long as I could remember. Most of the pictures had me standing in between them, both of their arms around me and all of our. My hair fell out, guaranteeing that I wouldn't die of cancer of the hair. So the doctors cut off a body part, and assured me they'd got it all. But they hadn't, so they cut off another body part, and assured me they'd got it all. Once again, they hadn't got it all, so they cut off another body part. Have I failed to mention which body parts they cut off? It doesn't matter anyway now, because at some point, the malignancy became inoperable, and I died. This is not the story of how I died, but. Meanwhile my cock head was wetting more under her smooth pants. Wetness transferred to panties too. Holding her back and neck with left hand under her top, I dragged her top above her breast, and tried to remove. She shook her face left and right, took her mouth out, said, “don’t remove any of my clothes. It’s my order”. I tried to lay her down to suck her breasts. But she refused, “No. I’ll be on top only”. Hmmmm.I just folded her top up above her breast level. Breasts r under blue bra.. Kim must have been thinking the same thing.“Do you like those Mar? Better than ours?” Kimmie whispered.“They’re different. I like them….but maybe not more. They wouldn’t be as soft….or soak up as much!” I giggled.Jill pulled Jon up to his feet and pulled him towards the couch.“Time for you to give me some dessert Jonny. I like hot chocolate dick!” Jill said sexily.“I’ll give you what you want you little white whore!” Jonathon kidded back. “I’m gonna stretch that white girl pussy of yours.