My love of sex and Mandy and Rosalynwere the future. I decided that, no matter how hard it might be, I wasgoing to look forward to my life. If I was ... whore, so be it. If I wasa mere school-girl slut, that was fine, too. Mandy was right: I lovedhaving sex, and the idea of actually earning money from it started tosound exciting. I wondered how much I could make, and thought of allthe wonderful clothes and other fun I could buy with it. A small germof a thought took shape in the back of my. Turned the water on real hot and got under the shower head for like 2 minutes before I began scrubbing myself clean with soap. I must confess, I usually masturbate taking a shower, but the dread I was feeling of going over to Laura’s house was overwhelming and I just did the basics…soap u and clean body, no fun stuff, ho hum.Drying myself off, I contemplated what to wear. Should I go ultra conservative as if I’m going to some executive board meeting, or keep it casual. I selected clothes. You are so hot and so tight, your walls grip me and it feels like you are sucking me there! I make pound into you, hard, deep, just the way you like it. I lift your ass from the bed and slide one of the firm pillows under your hips. This tilts you up so that my cock is hitting your G spot on each thrust, my thumb dancing on your clit. You are grabbing your tits and pulling on your nipples, twisting them, moaning for me, and then crying out as another intense orgasm sweeps through you. Your hot. My sister, Stacey is a younger version of our mother. Stacey is about 5ft5, brown hair, brown eyes, a small button nose with a nice defined jawline. A slender hourglass figure unlike mom’s fuller figure. Curves in the right places her ass is peachy and firm, with an inviting 34C chest. It was obvious we were related as facially we looked very similar, I also had brown eyes and brown hair although mine a lot shorter. I am just over 6ft tall with quite an average looking body, not fat but not.