She slowly started to lick my ear lobes & her hand on my head was rubing my chheeks & her other hand was moving down to my crouch which was hard & err...ct,pushing my shorts aside.By then i was so aroused that i could not pretend & didnot care wat wil happen next. I slowly turned & saw her staring at me. I gave her a smile & asked wat she has in mind? She was so excited & thrilled that she hugged me real tight & kissed me on my lips. I immedietly responded by holding her waist & pulling her. I growled into her mouth. I leant back and spat a wad of saliva across her face. “You fucking whore,” I hissed. “Get on your knees.” I pulled her hair with both hands, snapping her head back and she groaned, “Oh yes baby,” as she sunk down to the floor. She landed on her knees with a bump and spread herself wide so her jersey dress rode up her thighs and exposed her shaved smooth pussy mound. Her back was arched and her heavy tits were turned up to me, perky, her nipples erect and stiff. She. We constantly argued as all siblings do, but it was often Tiffany that was the instigator of our bickering. She just had a way of pissing me off and she did it often, almost as if on purpose. I’ve thought for some time that she despised me for being the older sister, especially when our mother would go out and leave me in charge. But, it did make sense; I was older and therefore I deserved the responsibility. She may have disliked this fact, but there was nothing that she could do about it.. Her pointy breasts looked perfectly shaped to fit right into the goat milker hose fittings. Bruce hooked her up and turned on her suction. Marla threw back her head and said, “Wow! This is fabulous. Why didn't I know about this before?” Carla put her hands in Marla's lap and cupped her pussy and squeezed her lovingly. “Well now you know! So don't hesitate to stay in touch,” Carla replied. Bruce watched the two women goosing each other while the machine worked their breasts. Marla was not.