The smith says, without looking up, "I expected you earlier."It turns out the blacksmith is also a mid-level wizard who is just putting the finishing ...ouches on an enchanted axe that is supposed to be able to fell the largest of trees with but a single swing.The smith continues, "I was hoping to have had this axe ready before you ran through here this morning. But due to Farmer Blue's horse throwing a shoe, I was outta town when you ran through earlier. I'll have your new axe ready by the. Without much ado, let me come to the story directly. My sister’s name is Abha and I have a great bond with her since the childhood. She is always a happy go lucky girl and is fun to be around. She is 2 years younger than me and is a hot sex bomb. She was the apple of the eyes of all the boys in the school and I had to protect her many a times from the guys following her or teasing her. In the process, I myself got attracted towards her assets and didn’t know when she became the queen of my. Instead of a maid's outfit she wore a naughty schoolgirl's uniform: a white blouse, knotted just below her budding breasts to expose her flat stomach; a very short blue-and-purple tartan skirt that rode low on her hips; and knee-high, white socks added that sexy yet virginal look that made my cock ache. I could feel Mary's breath quicken at the sight of them. Tight about both girls' necks were gold chokers that proclaimed them to be our sluts; they looked it this morning."Your mother asked us. Could I.“Where is ******” I asked, “He’s in the fucking betting shop as usual” she relied. She carried on making her drink and I viewed her from behind and came to the conclusion that a fuck is a fuck. I came up behind her and slipped my hands under her arms and fondled her ample tits as my lips settled nicely on her neck.She put down what she was doing and turned around to face me. “No kissing” I said as she slipped her arms around my waist as I continued to kiss her neck. As I fondled her.