“I wasn’t a racist, but Billy and I kept to ourselves. His friends were all from the private christian school which he attended. It was one of tho...e church schools in North Wilkesboro at first. Then, when he was old enough, it was Glad Valley Academy. I’m not racist but I kept him away from the African American culture of gangs and guns,” she explained. “Not to mention it was drugs that killed his father.”I just nodded as she took a break.“While I was going to school, my mom help me a lot with. I see her where she is sitting in the lobby and she gets up as I approach her. Our hands touch and our fingers lock as we walk back to the room. We must have spoken but I can't remember anything that was said. In the room we don't waste any time, we embrace and our first kiss lights up the room. It lasts forever. I look into here eyes, those eyes, her lids are heavy with desire. She starts undressing me, not quite urgently, not slowly either. Then she undresses herself and I get to see her. I squeezed her ass and tits, I spread her butt cheeks open for the guy to have more room to thrust in. At one point, he grabbed me by the hair and shoved his cock into my mouth just for a second before going back inside the girl. I loved tasting him and her on his cock. Eventually I moved over to see the girl's face. She looked up at me and I kissed her, and she bit my lip, and I bit hers in return. "Watch my brother fuck me," she whimpered. "I'm his horny incest slut sister, and he's fucking. Brad was so mesmerized with that sight of those wondrous orbs that he almost missed the unveiling of her pussy. As Stacy removed her panties she threw herself on the bed now longing to touch Brad's cock. The pair lay side by side and began to kiss, their hands roaming the others body. Stacy snaked her hand down Brad's body till her hand was finally wrapped around his cock. She was surprised by the fell of it, it was so hard and hot yet still soft and fleshy. As she began to stroke and fondle it.