Not much of a dad either.Liza: When I was old enough and able to cook, Mom started working those crazy shifts.Me: Why, though?Liza: I guess we needed ...he money. Maybe Dad stopped paying alimony?Me: Could be. We were always well off, but I guess it’s different when you have three mouths to feed.After a while, the main course is served.Me: With you being the oldest sister, did you have enough time to do something fun?Liza: I enjoy my volunteer work very much. It’s so rewarding to help people.Me:. I feel him lower his jeans with one hand while holding me in place with the other. “Now here is what I wanted you to see, or should I say feel” he groaned as he rubbed the head of his cock against my pussy. Gradually sliding in, his cock is so big I can’t take it all. My body tensing up he leans over and reaches his hand down to caress my clit forcing me to relax and groan in pleasure. “ I told you that everytime I measure it, the bigger it is” he groans. I chuckle at what he had boasted to me. She couldn’t tell how tall her was by the fact he was sitting but judging by the fact he was quite a bit taller than her sitting in the seat she guess maybe just over six feet. He immediately looked at her and smiled a warm white toothed grin then looked away instantly as if he found something in his carry on of more importance than the good looking female sitting in the seat next to him. She admired his taste in clothing. He wore a brown Burton Snowboards hoody with a pair of baggy jeans. He. I could hear her return. The blind fold effectively stopping any sight I had to rely on my other senses to tell me what was happening. Something cool and sticky was smeared onto my genitals. Softly, her hands massaged whatever it was around the base of my cock and balls. What is that? I asked only to be told to keep quiet or suffer the consequences. I didnt ask again. Her mouth enveloped my throbbing organ, but only briefly. I felt her move off the bed again and reposition herself on my face. I.