He ease of the half-slip, fetching them as she stepped from them and folding them neatly up with the jacket and blouse. He turned back to her, stood n...w in a white and massive brassier and the high girdle that was working hard to containing the obviously big belly, white knickers tight over a big fat backside and tan stockings, held up from the girdle by suspender clips over thighs like tree trunks. A vision less like his mother he could not envisage, but an erotic if massive one none the. .......uhhhh," she couldn't even finish the sentence.I started to move my hands a bit, becoming bolder and hungrier to feel my sister's body. They inched over her hips, which I paused to grasp, feeling her hipbones as I pressed my fingers into her. I massaged her a bit there, causing the slow and steady bouncing she had begun to increase in tempo."I thought you were getting up?" I teased, having trouble focusing myself as Emma was sliding herself up and down on top of me. My God, I knew she. I had always had the hots for Amelia and had had many fantasies about her. She realised something was wrong and wanted to know what had been going on. I am not one for sharing my problems or emotions with anyone, but on this occasion I let everything that had been built up inside of me come pouring out. As I was pouring out my problems, she hugged me, like a mother hugs a c***d. Her arms around my neck, her hands on my back created an instant reaction in my jeans, and I could feel my cock. Suddenly, he felt a tap on his shoulder. He spun around to see the bear towering over him.“Now, the way I see it there are two possible courses of action here,” smirked the bear, “One, I tear you into small pieces and eat you ... or two, you get down on your knees and blow me.” Reluctantly, the hunter chose the latter option. Spluttering, he drove back to town and burst into the gun shop. “I want a bigger gun!” he demanded. So saying, he returned to the cave carrying a spanking new AK-47 and.