Frustrated, I picked up her dirty panties and my towel and stormed to my bedroom. She was starting to piss me off with all this. Yes, I enjoyed lookin... at my sister’s pussy and titties as I jacked my dick, but this shit about getting mad and bitching at me was fucked up.I dried and got dressed for supper. Mom called to say the food was on the table as I pulled my shorts up. I walked the short distance to the dining room where I sat across the table from my sister, the tease.We are as a family. Among all the beauties seated that evening on the large sofas in the entrance, Frida the Red, a Prussian with an opulent chest whose whiteness was only disturbed by a sprinkling of freckles, Thérèse, a young country girl with whom Catherine sometimes killed boredom by sharing a few moments of tenderness, Rose, the volcanic brown haired Spanish, a real fury in bed they said, the young man made his choice. He did not hesitate for long, taking Catherine's hand while grabbing a bottle of champagne,. I called Bill and he agreed to meet with Susan and me later that afternoon. My unwillingness to reveal any information over the phone really piqued his interest."You remember Amber, don't you," asked Bill in way of an introduction as he ushered us into his house. "She's gained a little weight since the wedding, but it looks good on her, doesn't it?"We shook hands with an extremely pregnant Amber. She was a small red head with freckles and a big smile. Susan wasted little time in explaining our. "Gloria blushed and quivered as she recalled the events of their last meeting. "I don't know Robert. I have been busy these past two weeks getting ready to go to Jamaica with Arnie for two weeks. We're leaving Sunday. I know that doesn't give us enough time to meet before we leave. Ooooh, I just had a delicious idea, I wish you were coming with us that would indeed be a pleasure."Robert's slid his shorts off and ran his fingers down his stiff cock and replied. "Oh God, that would be hot. I can.