Her mouth wrinkled with the tease.Like old petals, my sister let her hands fall away from the fresh budding of her breasts. "Guess you didn't know you... sister was voted best boobs in school?" She fixed me with a smile as her fingers found and circled my wrists. She drew her handcuffs up until my hands were right where they'd wanted to be all along. My sister was asking me, with her eyes, to play with her stiff little nipples. Of course I obliged. "So, what is it about my boobs? ... tell me dear. It also makes you go the potty early in the morning and I like to wash, not just wipe after peeing. I learned the hard way that this really screws up the examination for ovulation as it both removes the mucus that Josh was always looking (OK, tasting) for, as well as cools off the vagina and masks the slight rise in temperature that tips you off that an egg is on the way. I sometime think Jennifer with her jet black hair like me and cool blue eyes like Josh is our most beautiful accident. Josh. After what seemed like forever she pulled it out of her mouth and began stroking it. “My husband’s is only 6 inches.” She said without missing a beat.“Wow. That must suck.” (Sorry, really corny.)“Ha-ha yea, but I like your tool even better.”With that she just went at my dick. There was no stopping her. I just stared down at her gorgeous blonde hair bobbing up and down over my dick. I couldn’t hold back anymore and gripped the back of her head on my dick. I exploded in her mouth. She choked on. "And again," I told her and gently moved her arms with her motion."Try it," I told her and stood back and watched as her ball rolled perfectly and hit a strike. She turned round, beaming."He doesn't miss an opportunity, does he?" Donna asked Ray. "Feeling up poor Sarah too."Ray smirked. "Well, he has a reputation to uphold. We best not tell Abi."I picked up my ball and held it up. "Best not to try and wind me up when I have a 16lb ball in my hand."I didn't hit a strike but a spare wasn't too.