Then she lifted Jennifer’s luscious ass into the air, and continued to lift it until Angela was on her knees, still eating her out. She then grabbed...her tits and stood up! Jennifer bent her legs down Angela’s back, and placed her hands on the floor. Her tits were near her mouth, and she started to kiss them. She had a dreamy look on her face. Angela slowly turned them toward the guys, looking at them with unbridled lust in her eyes. Both men lurched forward a bit. ‘Oh, shit!’ they said. “No! Just a green Jeep tearin’ ass across the prairie after I got thrown out of the truck.”I broke in, “Sheriff, I damn near got hit by a green Wrangler as I was coming out of the parking lot at Jackie’s. I didn’t see who was driving, but they headed north on the highway going like a bat out of hell!”“Thanks, Bobby, that could be a big help.” He keyed his radio and gave instructions for his deputies to watch the roads going north and to notify the state cops to do the same.The paramedic arrived. But I saw her on MTV and her face was all over the covers of magazines. I figured she was a hot little thing. Back in the ’80s, I’d thought Tiffany and Debbie Gibson were IT! But this little Britney, whoa….she was smokin’!Then came her Rolling Stone magazine layout in April 2000. I bought that magazine on a regular basis and over the years, there’d been a lot of female celebrities gracing its pages. But never had I actually beat off to any pics in there. That was the kind of thing I did with my. It wasn't just that she wore less; it was how she wore it. Often I would come home from a long day outside, grab a beer, and pass the living room to see my sister staring at the television, oblivious to the world around her. She wore the same t-shirts she'd always worn - the ones she felt comfortable wearing in the house - but seldom with a bra. And while I normally consider myself pretty good at minding my own business, my sister did not have the kind of body it was easy to ignore.Perhaps she.