‘Who’s the man with Dad’, I asked again, this time he just shrugged his shoulders. My brother was nine years old and I was four years his senior... developing fast, my boobs were clearly defined and my nipples stuck out from my chest like twin peaks, aided by the cold air inside the fridge, and these were his reason for not answering, he was staring at them.I opened my yogurt carton and dipped my spoon in, scooping out a spoonful and putting it provocatively into my full-lipped mouth, my brother. Today I was wearing a loose white button-up blouse. I retrieved my breast pump then threw my backpack down on the floor and laid down on the couch.My breasts were starting to fill up as they tended to do after school, so I unbuttoned the blouse and revealed my bra. This bra was too small, that much I knew. I wouldn’t have any money to deal with it for another week, so I just sucked it up and went along with it. I carefully slid each breast out and over the cups that struggled to contain them.. Usually one very good picture appeared out the burst. Enough to make it worth while. Besides that digital camera doesnt cost me anything for the pictures that I dont print out. So as I started the burst shelly started shaking her shoulders and lifting the hem of her dress too. In the end I saw breasts, her bush, and a very beautiful sis. The only thing missing was her butt however she turned and provided that too. I was flabbergasted and speechless. Then shelly pushed her shoulder straps off. Isabella's cobalt blue eyes grew wide and she reached up with a hand, filling her fingers with Dysea's platinum hair as her soft warm lips engulfed her nipple and nibbled on the silver stud piercing. Isabella had done the piercings as a means to remind her of pain, yet she never imagined the exquisite pleasure they would bring as Dysea's tongue flicked madly over her nipple. Dysea's hands dropped to Isabella's powerful ass and pulled her closer while she fed on Isabella's breasts like a starved.