We pulled in front of her apartment exactly on time. Sure enough I saw her wave as she emerged from the building. Punctuality was going be a thing. I ...ondered who would slip first. As I already expected, Cynthia was a visionHer full length outfit was cream and forest green. Her hair was down, but held back by a simple butterfly clip. Her makeup was minimal, with just a hint of color on her lips and black at the eyelashes. I was pleased to see she had chosen a practical cotton frock over a high. He used to admire them. He often wished to see my nipples get pierced. We used to freely move together and often fondle each other especially in theaters. He loved kissing me deep in my mouth and his tongue in my mouth always felt great.He often used to fondle my boobs and loved to suck my nipples. " Vanita, your piercings look so great, why don't you get your lovely nipples pierced too...?" He used to often ask while playing with my boobs. " Joy, I would love to see your stiff cock being. I rolled him onto his back and mounted him, staring down into his eyes. I could tell he was uncomfortable in this submissive position, but I was dying to try it. I lowered my drenched pussy to his cock and stroked it with my pussy, feeling it separating my lips as I glided over the length. But, he was too uncomfortable and scrambled out from under me. I calmed him with petting and whispering in to him, then maneuvered under him, taking his cock back into my mouth, holding my shoulders high. Finally you make your way to your older sister Fiona's door. Fiona was 21 and was a few years ahead of you in college. She was a bully and a bitch who always teased you. Even now that you've grown up Fiona was still taller than you. She was blonde, like your father had been, and had a wonderful ass and a magnificent rack. Tall, lithe, dominant. She was a blonde bombshell.This was the door. It was locked like the others but just the other day you had noticed the door sat a bit loose in its.