Once in the laundry room portion of the basement, he found what he was after. Sitting there on top of the shining white dryer was the basket of clean ...lothes that his mother had told him about and right next to his was a basket containing his sister's clean laundry. Once again his eyes were drawn to the panties that were always seemed to be right on top of the stack of clean clothing.As usual, the strange butterfly feelings started in Grant's stomach the minute he laid eyes on his sister's. Anyway, just after I got started I had a wardrobe malfunction, well 2 actually. The first was that the bow holding my skirt up came undone and the skirt fluttered down to the waiting hands of the boys who were looking at my bare butt, then just after I’d tagged the metal ring at the top of the rope and I started coming down, my chest was against the rope and when I slid down a little my tube top didn’t slide down as quick as my body and it went up to my armpits leaving my little tits. As I pulled away, he started to close up his pants, but instead of retreating to my seat, I moved upward and kissed him. Just enough to see the shock on his face and have him realize that I saved some of his cum to push into his mouth. His shock quickly turned to a glaze-eyed lust, and he leaned toward me to kiss me more. I said, “No. That is all. We don’t talk now. We don’t exchange numbers, and we never expect to see each other again. And if we do, don’t fool yourself into thinking that. It clung to his chest showing his muscular frame and the short arm covering dug into his bulging biceps. His eyes met hers momentarily as she stood there against the kitchen table and then they looked lower down. All Melissa was wearing was just a flowered patterned dressing gown that came midway down her thighs. His eyes rose again and looked into hers. The lust in them frightened her. “The door was open,” he told her as reached inside his jeans pocket. “I came to return these.” Melissa just.