The make-believe characters inthis story are all over 21 years of age in the fictional never-land inwhich they exist. If you are confused or need assi...tance, if you have everbeen adjudicated mentally incompetent, or if you currently or have in the pastever worked for the Department of Motor Vehicles, read no further. This storyhas the potential to be offensive to normal citizens of the world widecommunity and has thus been promptly encapsulated into an adults-only viewing areawith warnings and. The overall effect was a sprayed-on Shocking Pink tube which left my upper chest, back, and shoulders bare and just covered my boobs and tush – as long as I didn’t sit down, bend over, or move around too much, as in walking or dancing. That would reveal the dark welts of my sheer black stockings, held in place by my tightly-laced corset’s eight garters, as well as a generous expanse of creamy thigh. Understated, it wasn’t. Overexposed? Well... The dress was a perfect showcase for my new. Not having anyone around to see, I stripped below the waist, got my dick hard, and took the few steps needed to get around behind the older sister. She only had on a power dress. Before she knew what happened, I had seven of my nine inches buried in her pussy and my fingers rubbing her clit to get her off. When she came, I started power-fucking her pussy for over fifteen minutes before giving her a big sperm-less load of my cum.“Happy belated eighteenth birthday,” I told her as I turned her. “Of course you do. Now go to bed. I’ll see you in the morning. I’ll try not to be too loud. Goodnight honey,” Sharon said as she entered the bedroom and closed the door.She smiled and went to the dresser and took some tissues. It was only then I noticed she still had my come on her face and in her hair. I couldn’t believe she’d had that conversation with her husband looking like that.She cleaned herself up. I could hear Chris in the bathroom. Sharon sat next to me and kissed me, handing me a.