“Don’t be scared,” she tells me leaning in for a kiss. “What are you doing,” I ask. I am feeling confused, but am sure of what is going on... “Something that should have been done a long time ago. Someone should take care of you, if you know what I mean,” she says as she starts to rub my chest. She nibbles on my ear as her hand slides down to my soft dick. “Oh poor baby, has it been that bad for you that you have forgotten about a woman’s touch,” she coos while coming again to my lips for. "I knew the minute I saw you Marcie, that you were morethan a great pair of tits." He also knew that she was more than just a greatfuck.He reached over and picked up a riding crop hanging by the side of the bed.He fingered it as he leered at her. "You want to be my sex slave, let's testyou." What do you want?" she asked excitedly."Turn over," he ordered as he tapped the crop against his palm. When shedidn't make a move, he grabbed her by her long blonde hair and twisted ittightly, forcing her. We lived in an apartment complex and I started going to the pool when it opened. I noticed that Rob, the maintenance man for the complex was always doing work around the pool when I would go there. To test this I went at different times and sure enough, he would show up. Hubby was working a job at the time where he was working six days a week and starting at 6:00AM and getting off around 11:00PM, so he was not home much. I filled the void by flirting with Rob when I saw him at the pool. Rob was. We parted. I asked her to come upstairs. She lifted her hands and asked me to pick her to the bed. I just picked and rushed into the bedroom. I threw her in bed. Fell on her and kissing her face.I lifted her top and I removed my dress while doing so. Unhooked the bra. Grabbed those titties together and started kissing the nipples. She held my head tight. Then I moved to her hips. One of the readers asked me to describe my sister. She is 5.8 ft. Weighs around 58 kgs. She is damn fair.Fig is.