"Nah" he replied. I looked at him with horror. "Don't worry, it's only my sister."My horror, suddenly turned to fantasy. I glanced at the picture of h...r as I played. Praying to God that she would walk downstairs. Then, eventually, it seemed that my dream had came true. "YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!" he shouts at the TV as I score. I punch the air in celebration as he protests. But among the protests, the sound of footsteps pound through the house."Will you shut up?" she shouts.Stood there, in. She felt her cuntal walls give way before the fleshy onslaught of the man's pecker, felt her whole body tremble with the delirium which filled her.She threw her legs up in the air, as the passion and the pleasure built, and wrapped her legs around the man's undulating waist.He was all wet and sweaty with his own desire, and his body felt glued to Anita's wet body.She had waited so long for this, wanted it so intensely that it had been agony, and as each new girl had been picked off, she had. In the begining I would just lick her coffee cup where she would put it to her mouth. I would also sneak into her room when no one was home and look in her little basket that had the dirty laundry in it. I would carefully sift through her clothes looking for a frilly or lace garment. Finally I found a purple thong. I put it to my nose and I took a glorious hit of pussy musk in. I felt so excited by this lewd completeley perverted act that I got an instant hard on. I returned the clothes to the. The slut’s tight asshole hardly opened. Feeling the tightness of Sylvia’s asshole, he groaned. His cock was throbbing in anticipation of fucking all the way to the balls into the young slut’s asshole.Sylvia spread her firm asscheeks wider as the hot hardness of the man’s cock pushed between them. The growing pressure made her asshole stretch, and a stab of pain shot through her body. Her tender brown asshole expanded until she grunted. Mr. Moore graciously halted the advance of his giant.