A. was very nice, a gentleman. He was older than me by 4 years and was completing his Masters degree in information technology. We started bonding. I ...as telling him how much I missed brianis and dhall puris and he told me that his mum often made Mauritian dishes and that I was welcomed to accompany him any time. A. reminded me so much of my first love G. He was more mature (I think I have a thing for men who are older than me!!), very intelligent…a bit of a geek…but very sure of himself…he was. That meant only one more day until I got to see him. I had to think quick. If only I knew what he liked. I decided that I couldn’t go wrong with a short skirt, hot pink thong, and matching bra. So that was my plan, I’d get dressed up and convince him that he wanted me as much as I wanted him. I stopped at a lingerie store on the way home from school. I had some extra money from the babysitting jobs I had been doing lately, so that’s what I used to buy the sluttiest bra and thong set I could. I then slowly lowered her back down, my penis finding the opening to her vagina with out my help. Slowly I lowered her allowing me to slid further up into her pussy until I was all the way in.She had her arms around my neck, her legs around my waist, her back against the wall, and my dick in her pussy. It was now time to fuck my sister, and fuck her I did, her pussy was tight, but velvety smooth sliding up and down on my dick. Her eyes were closed but there was a smile on her face, when I came. The sides of the tunnel were smooth acquiring a glass like texture. Travelling arrow straight and as the crow flies it would reach the sleepy town within the hour.Candy had regained her composure. She was the sheriff and people were depending on her. The creatures once they had disarmed her had backed off. Her arms had been bound at the wrist behind her back. The bugs spinning a silky thread as strong as steel. She had acted like a crazy woman the voices in her head seeming to make her.