Monica’s breathing was labored, and I continued to suck on her thigh. “Monica, could you raise your butt just a bit, there is one I can’t reac...?” She complied and as I moved my head toward the nonexistent sting I let my lips brush her labia and Monica moaned and jumped a little. I let my hand move a little closer to her pussy and applied pressure two inches from her slit. As I moved my head back I dragged my tongue over her now wet pussy and Monica almost thrust her cunt into my mouth. I. I was thrilled to have pleased her and it was not long before I was in the same wonderful relaxed state I had been in the night before. I was about to nod off again when she suggested that I go to bed and call her after I was in bed the next night. She said she understood it made me tired to work soooo hard, and that she was glad that talking to her helped me relax. She suggested that in the future that I should call her from my bed, after all, it was much more comfortable to fall asleep in my. She ran every morning. Where does this girl live? On my day off I decided to park by some trees to watch her run past so I could follow her, just to see where she lived. She had a small little house, just a neighborhood over from where I live. Typical girl living with her parents.One evening I decided to drive by the place to see if I saw her. I parked on the other side of the street and watched, and watched, until finally I saw her in her bedroom. I was too far away to see what she was doing. She quickly jumped up off the couch and shimmied her khaki shorts down and off, as she stepped out of them, my dick throbbed out of control. There stood my sister in panties that were way too small for her. They barely covered her pussy and they were buried deep in her ass. The panties were light purple and almost transparent. She threw herself back down on the couch and continued drinking not bothering to keep her knees together. I was really sweating."Maybe you should slow down on the vodka.