It's ALWAYS the older sibling's fault, especially an older brother.As I shook my head no, something told me that this had a real chance of happening -...that "something" was my hardening bone!Stella has coltish thighs from all the sports play, and her fanny is a tight little apple - speaking purely from a sexual viewpoint. My dick knew that in a nanosecond!"Sis, you can't breathe a word of this, especially not to mom, or we're both dead," I warned her, then added, "And maybe if I take care of. Even the pill can fail. And if I got pregnant after I graduate, it wouldn't be the end of the world. I mean, not with your baby, anyway. But if I got pregnant now, that wouldn't be good at all." I'm toast," I sighed."What?" Please don't go around telling men that you wouldn't mind having their babies," I said.She looked shocked." I'd never do that!" she said."You just did," I pointed out.Her eyebrows rose, then relaxed."You mean your baby? That's different. You're special. If I could marry you,. Better, Sir." "Thank you, Annie. I will go easy on you because of your cooperation." I winked at her and she smiled hopefully up at me. "I'm so n... nervous, Sir. Please may I ask something?" "You have a few seconds, Annie. What is it?" "P... please play with m... my nipples, Sir. They ache so much. Crush them. Please, Sir. Make them hurt." My back was to the dance floor as I stepped in close to her and took her face in my hands. I kissed her softly on the lips, lingering and whispering, "As. I could not keep the smirk from my face - grandpa was a horny old bugger it seemed. It hit me then that I knew so little about him - my only memory was of a cranky old man who held no patience for me.Exhausting my search for ladies underwear, I settled down to read a few sheets of the loose papers. Many were unintelligible - the ink having run and the paper yellow and practically disintegrating. A few were readable and from what I could tell, most fell into one of two categories: 1) steamy love.