.. , we walk down to those Sand Dunes?" I said. "They're about a mile down the beach." Yeah... , Okay... ," she said. "That should be fun. Are you sur... I'm not keeping you from something you should be doing?" she asked."No. Not at all. I have today off. Hey... ! I ask you—how often does a guy have a chance to spend time with someone as beautiful as you." I said, grinning at her. She looked up—made a funny face at me—then smiled.Taking a chance, I gently laced my fingers through her slender. “Good she said as she pulled into the parking lot at the lake. She leaned over and kissed me. I have been wanting to do that all day. Long before I knew about Alyson’s death. I loved kissing you both. I’m just so sorry this thing happened to Alyson. I’m going to miss her.” Thia explained. “Who killed her?”“Well, if it wasn’t either of us. It probably has something to do with the research I was doing,” I suggested. “I’ve been researching a cold murder case in Chapel Hill. Who and why is another. "Ahhhh, say it again," Jennifer urged."You dirty, nasty slut, take my fucking cock all the way inside!" Matt shouted at her."Oh yeeeaaahh, you say the nicest things. Now my ass, I need you up my ass!" she begged. Matt obliged, pulling his stiff rod from her cunt, repositioning it to the hole above, and easily ramming it back into her. She screeched in appreciation."You like that, you naughty cum slut? You like my cock in your filthy asshole?" Yes! Harder, do me harder! Deeper! Fuck!" Matt. I wanted to move forward with as much information as possible.“Would you tell me if ... I dunno, if my ass turns you on?”“Yes.”“Does my ass turn you on?”“No.”“Would you tell me if my cock turned you on?”There wasn’t even the tiniest of pauses before she responded.“No.”Even in her hypnotized state, as my sister monotoned and stared straight at me, her face twitched, as though she wanted to glance down at my pants, and that familiar flush appeared on her ears. Yeah, I was pretty sure that her.