I finally gave in and asked my sister to braid my hair like hers,just so we could see if she was right, and she quickly agreed. When shewas done I had...a braid running down the back of my head that admittedlylooked wonderful. I was admiring her work when our mom walked into theroom. She saw the braid and smiled, then told me to go to my room.I was sitting on my bed when she came in, a bundle of clothes in her arms."With these clothes on you'll look just darling, so let's get youdressed."Shocked. I still wanted her and I knew that as energetic and active as Jessica was in everything else she did, she'd be a wildcat in bed with me. I knew I'd have a fuck that I'd never had the likes of before.Jessica had normally worn rather conservative clothes around me when she'd come to my workplace, but tonight I saw another side of Jessica that I'd actually never imagined. I think it became apparent that Jessica had sex on her mind as much as I had it on mine. Instead of the conservative cotton. Samantha now splashed every time her digits dived into the pool between her legs. She knew this was merely the beginning though. Samantha could only describe the mind numbing pleasure she was giving herself tonight as “divine”. She had only felt this exact way once before and it ended with a short circuited laptop soaked in expelled pussy juice. Imagine trying to explain to the repair man why your computer fizzled out. More importantly, why it smelled like a basket of her dirty panties. She. He increased the pressure of his fingers as he kneaded the thick lips of her cunt. Dampness wetted his fingers--warm juices that announced what her playful attitude would not."Admit it" he repeated, enjoying the noticeable increase of her moans."No," she persisted, grinding her undulating pelvis into the palm that surrounded her trembling pussy.Without warning, he popped his index finger into the hot hole of her sex. The heated chamber of her vagina enveloped the invading digit in clinging.