So I slowly crept up the stairs and as I passed by the couch they were laying on I noticed Michael laying on the couch and my sister’s mouth bobbing...up and down his cock. I could tell I had surprised them, as my sister quickly stopped and he covered himself up. I didn’t say a word, I just went to my room. A few minutes later my sister came to my room crying, begging me not to tell my parents. It would “ruin her relationship and my parents would think she was a slut”. I knew this was true,. I asked mom, can I hug only once and that should be the last. He thought for some time and said ok and I hugged her hard, her boobs are pressed on my chests, I kissed her cheeks and pressed her ass, she said enough, leave me and I told 5 minutes mom, and again pressed her both the ass, I felt my dick on her pussy area over the dress as, I was not wore underwear, she felt my dick by having my hand on her ass.I asked mom don’t you like this can you feel my hard dick, she replied hmm. She got into. As they walked down the aisle, my eyes were transfixed on Vanessa, who looked resplendent in her beautiful wedding dress. Her lovely ebony skin was a perfect contrast to the pure white of her gown. I had never seen Vanessa look so happy. We smiled brightly at each other when her father gave me her hand. The Reverend performed a beautiful ceremony. We exchanged vows, kissed maybe a bit too passionately and accepted congratulations from our wedding party. As we moved past our guests, they all. It is a girl. Angel. Angelique Roberts. Has lived down the street for over 10 years. Diana has never been interested in other girls. Like many she did give it a try once in her early teens. It was fun but did not go anywhere. She simply has no sexual attraction to them. Men. Cocks. Big shoulders. Muscles. That was what did it for her. She does not know what she feels when Angel goes to the fence. The camera gives a pretty good look at the 18 year old girls face. She leans and looks. Lingers for.