I felt a little sad to be completely honest with you. It don’t seem right that a beautiful woman ought to go her entire life alone and wastin’ awa... in her home just cause the dear Lord saw fit to scramble her wires. But such is the case and ain’t no point in questionin’ the ways of God.Mama’s chest rose and fell as she slept and her thick hard nipples dipped down into the warm water and then gently eased back up and out. I watched the crinkled brown flesh slowly submerge, the blue-gray cinnamon. I flumped down in the chair and put the telly on. I could feel eyes watching me. I looked up, and both my mum and my stepfather just looked down at me. I huffed. ‘Fine, I’ll go to my room,’ I hissed. ‘And pick up your bag and blazer,’ Andrew snapped. I looked back at him and stuck my tongue out. I stepped over each item and left them there. ‘Gina, do as Andrew asked,’ mum shouted. Too late, I was already halfway up the stairs. ‘Why should I? You never do,’ I shot back down the stairs. The. I fucked her slowly, instructing her to tell me when she was nearing an orgasm. Also, I monitored her breathing and hip thrusts to prevent cheating. When she was ready to cum, I withdrew and cropped her some more, then reentered her, brought her close, withdrew, cropped, entered - again and again. I put her through this cycle over 10 times. Soon, it only took about 3 cockthrusts for her to nearly go over. This was an incredible head trip, but I had one more. I made her lie on the couch, legs. She slapped me on the face, and immediately followed that by saying, “I’m sorry, Rick!”“Well, at least you slapped me, that would make most of the boys run away.”“Was that a trick? Didn’t you really mean what you just said?”“Boys, of all ages will say whatever comes to mind when it comes to talking to a girl that looks like you do, little sister?”“So that was a test. Did I pass?”“Kinda,” I said to her. “I find it hard to believe that an 18-year-old has never been on a date with a boy. Is it.