I think every boy fantasizes about her and each of them wants to be with her. She is neither on facebook nor she entertains anyone.Now the story began...last year when we went to a college trip and there I came closer to this hottie and we ended sleeping naked and having our first handjob, blowjob and our first sex (in train, I will provide the link of that story at last). After that trip my life changed, the hottest girl of our college and me became famous as couple though we were just friends. “ Well what a little slut you’re turning out to be, we should of had you years ago, what a waste of time that was” Sarah said. I had to agree, but I intended to make up for lost time from now on,as I went down on my second pussy, another nice shaved one for me to eat. Mandy tasted sweeter and was certainly tighter,my fingers gripped tight as I worked on her,but shit, she was so wet,I could see little dribbles seeping out as my fingers fucked her, she was groaning as i played, long deep groans,. ”“Weeding,” my sister groaned. Then she glanced at me. “What is going through that pervy brain, Debra?”I winked at her. “You should be able to figure it out,” I said as Daddy moved the lawnmower away from it. “You’re my twin. I’m counting on you.”“Oh, oh!” she squealed in delight, drawing Daddy’s gaze. He’d heard her over the loud rumble of the lawnmower. “You’re right.”I grinned as we hurried to grab supplies out of the shed, weeding gloves and a bucket, then we rushed to the flower bed. It. "Go one, feel them" I slowly reach out, my hands trembling and after what feels like forever, touch her breast.Her gaze remains completely unbroken, just the tiniest of a flutter of her eyelids coinciding with your touch. Goosebumps prickle all over her smooth, glowing skin. Her areola tightens and firms, making the nipple at the centre that much perkier, as if begging for attention. She holds steady and composed, but her breath deepens again, an involuntary gesture that lifts her breast into.