I was licking and biting all over your chest. You were so excited. My cock had worked through the fly in the shorts all on its own. You pushed me a...l the way back in the recliner. Your knees had sunk into the sides of the chair. You raised your hips up and slid your pussy down on my cock slowly. I could feel the wet fabric of your panties pushed to one side. You started slow but wasted no time. You began to ride like a rodeo cowgirl. OMFG, I thought you were going to turn the chair. We had no issue with female breasts. She would usually be topless around the house anyway, or at least she wore something sheer.One day, after coming home from school, I told my mother about how we had been discussing sex at school. She laughed and told me I was growing into a woman. I smiled.When we got home I asked her about pubic hair. I had seen her bush many times before. She was moderately hairy, but nothing too wild. Her bush looked like Persia Monir's in her bottomless golf tip for. In just a couple of minutes, her uterus shifted, and I was buried to the balls in her slutty, white cunt. Then I started fucking her with long strokes, and she was writhing with joy on my cock.There's a mirror on the wall at the head of the bed, and one on the dresser near the foot of the bed. It was so erotic watching my black body on top of a white woman, and aggressively fucking her. I saw from the reflection in the mirror how it looked with her white legs gripping my black thighs, and my. The few who remained in town were friendly enough when he was back for his father's funeral but they were not as close as they once were. After all, he had been gone for years and their lives diverged.Bill glanced into his sister's room and felt himself tensing up. It was just as she had left it the last time she was home with the exception of a box on the bed and another on her desk beside her suitcase. Bill walked to the bed and opened the box. It contained some of her clothes and personal.