.it’s me...can I come in...we need to talk."As you tell your sister to come in, your body is shaking with nervousness, wondering what she is going t... tell you and if you ruined your relationship forever.As the door cracks open you realize what it must feel for those on death row who walk the green mile, the slow pain of knowing that the end is near. You're so nervous you can barely look upon Katie as she enters your room and walks over to your bed. You can hear the springs of your mattress. She was a dirty blond with light brown eyes; he estimated her height as about 5' 4", with shapely legs showing beneath the bottom of her skirt, enhanced by the heels of her shoes. The heels also lifted her derriere, tightening it, which, along with the underlying panty-hose, gave her one of those almost perfectly heart-shaped asses. Damn, he liked a tight ass!She was well endowed in the breast department as well, but the guard was cognizant that women have long known magnificent and deceitful. Sooo, what can I get you?” “I don’t know. I’m really bored. Play some drinking games with me." “I only play strip poker when I’m drinking,” I told her, laughing. “Well, maybe later.” She smiled. “But right now let’s play shot chess.” I’m not happy to say this, but she is a good player. In total, I had about ten shots and she had about seven or eight, but I got the feeling that she was really putting her heart in to it, like she had to win. Anyway, we all finished eating and drinking and. His parents agreed as long as he kept his distance from others. He showered and dressed in his best cycling gear and headed off south to get his cock sucked. I saw him walk in to my hallway through the glory hole. Rolling his expensive looking racer indoors with his bike shoes clip-clocking on the floor. He looked splendid in his tight colourful outfit. We chatted quietly as he sat on the chair to undo his slim footwear. He peeled his top off without me asking him to strip and I breathed deeply.