"Thank you, Eflo," he muttered and then took another look at her. She had grabbed a negligee to run down over the stairs. His eyes opened wide. Her da...k skin glistened in voluptuous curves from head to toe under the frothy pink gown that hid absolutely nothing! "Are you crazy?" he hissed. "This is a revolution! This is the office of the Head of State for the country of Whitelaw! Get dressed!"Eflo stifled the temptation to tell him that if she had gotten dressed before coming to him, he would. She couldn't help but think back to what Paul had said the night before.He wanted to see them spank each other; she could arrange that. He wanted to see them do things on a more sexy level together. She let loose a broad smile. She had already thought of the perfect way to get back at Jennifer for the final revenge that she would leave as a last surprise for Paul. She sensed he would like it when they got back home. She was already planning the evening. She couldn't do it in school but in. A short time later it was always a beautiful sunny day at the end of summer when I got home and there are my parents and a relative (not our cousin that I mentioned earlier :-P) and there is also my sister who wears a beautiful and adherent celestial tunic for the house, the same one that, some time before, had caused me the best erection of my life (briefly the situation of that time there that I have already told in a my previous story = I enter in the dining room and my sister was sitting on. But nights like these, when I'm spending the night and we are alone in the house, and all I can think about is how Sam isn't wearing any underwear or bra under those short shorts and thin tank top, I can't stop wanting to make her mine. I hear the water running in her bathroom as I feel heat rise in between my legs. I rub my clit and let out a soft moan as I take in her scent from her bed. I look down at my 36D tits and wonder what hers look like without anything hiding them. Me being 5"2 with.