“I’m Abbie’s sister.” She noticed ‘that’ look. “I grew up with Abby ... she’s the only sister I’ve got.“Take it slow with the wate... ... little sips. Abby? Brandy?”I fetched. Daddy keeps a bottle of Richard Hennessy for occasions. I figured this was one. A splash in a snifter. Mrs Morris had an educated nose.“Oh my god...” A sip. “That’s possibly the best brandy I ever tasted.” She ruminated... “Hennessy...” she looked at the bottle. “Richard ... that’s eight thousand a bottle.”I almost dropped. The sensation was overwhelming and my cock was as hard as a rock. MsPaddySpurs saw this and had me stand up, we were within inches of each other when she put her arms around me and French Kissed me with her Red Lip-Sticked Mouth. We kissed for along time as she rubbed her Black High Heeled Nylonned leg up and down my thigh and put her thigh into my crotch and rubbed on my rock-hard cock.She then went and got a chair, sat down and had me lie on the floor and straddle the chair. My cock was in. This was the first time I'd greeted him that way.I took his hand and led him through the living room."I'm giving you your Chanukah present early." I used my coquettish voice.I took him to the spare bedroom. We had not anointed that room yet.He looked at me quizzically."My present is a weight machine with a two-hundred-twenty-pound stack, a bench and a collection of dumbbells?" Yes!" You shouldn't have."It was neutral. It could have meant he was thrilled. It could have meant why did I do this to. I want this to last. I need her to came and take it from me. I carry her delicate body to a garden bench underneath a Palo Verde tree by the pool. Setting her down gently, I smile deeply into her starry eyes. I crouch beside her on the ground. I take in her complex and euphoric scent as she permeates her perfume like the opened bloom of a rare and precious flower. The very tips of my fingers and palms move over her warm, humming body. As I try to come as close as I can without making contact, I.