" How long have you been dreaming about me?" About a year before your grandpa died. When he died, I wanted so bad to just take you to my bedroom and s...rip you down and fuck your brains out, but with others around, I never could get you alone to tell you that I wanted you to meet me in my bedroom when everyone was asleep each night, and then too, I was afraid that you wouldn't want to have sex with me, and with the old bed squeeking the way it did when I would move or any one would move on it, I. “I wonder, would you mind lying on this table for me and showing your charms?”I smiled and nodded agreement, “Of course, your Honour” and I slid myself up onto the table and eased myself onto my back with my feet tucked up and my legs spread open in front of his eyes as he drew up a chair to sit himself comfortably between my open thighs. He sat there in silence for a few minutes as I smiled knowingly through my spread thighs at him and then very gently he reached forward and eased my pussy. Before we go any further, I want all the readers to know there is no chance of me getting hooked up with my own sister, so don't even go down that route at all. I have to admit she is a cute thing with her compact little boobs and the big nipples and her petite little ass that just stands up high and proud waiting to be fondled by dirty minded guys with perverted thoughts on their brain and a yen for immature girls.Looking back at it in retrospect, I can see that the ballerina costume was. Alexi once again put his fingers between her thighs, rubbing her pussy slower this time. He was sucking on her nipple. Gunner was breathing deeply still staring at her. "On all fours Lyla. I want your mouth on me." He stood on the bed, his hulking figure looming over her as she knelt before him, Alexi grabbed her hips and raised them. Gunner reached down and unclipped her bra as she began to suck on his helmet, his thick foreskin felt soft against her lips. Alexi slid two fingers inside of her.