Lillian “Lily”: 18 years old. Breast 34C. Height 5 “7”. Brown hair. Brown eyes. “I saw Lily kissing her boyfriend,” Naomi had told me. �...So,” I shrugged. Although we were identical twins, I was the tomboy, which meant I had no intention to listen to her gossip. “I just thought-“my sister stopped talking mid sentence. I looked over in time just to catch her pounce. She had the advantage being on top. She got me flat on my back, straddling my waist. “What are you doing? I’ll tell mom,” I. She has a friendly andoutgoing personality. Miss. Ogden was the total opposite. She was asskinny as a rail, always wore pants suits with men's styled dress shirts.Her hair was in a short pixie cut and seldom wore any makeup. Herdemeanor was strict and commanding.Edward was afraid of Miss. Ogden but liked Miss. Bea. Every morning whenhe arrived at work, Miss. Bea would give him a big hug and tell him howcute or precious he looked. Miss. Ogden would give him a glare and turnup her nose at. Her buttocks were about the size and shape of a couple of basketballs.Billy quickly stepped behind her, patted her ass, dropped his jeans, pulled down his boxers and let his big ram jump up. He stroked the woman twice with it, butting against her clit, feeling her heat and her sticky juices and then eased the head right up into her dripping folds. Her pussy seemed to suck him in and then to flap open and snap closed, quivering and rippling as he sank deeper and deeper. He had never been in a. She poured herself a glass of orange juice.“Addie, you lied to me,” I said gently.She leaned against the kitchen counter, sipped her orange juice while studying me. Then she nodded.“Why?” I asked.“Because I wanted to kiss you.” I could see doubt rise in her dark grey eyes.“It was the best kiss ever,” I said without changing expression.Addison registered shock, then delight, a smile forming, her enchanting eyes twinkling. Her body relaxed. She sipped her orange juice.“So, you’re not angry?” she.