She was wearing a white summer dress with a full skirt and a halter neck. Her hair was loose and brushed back to fall down over her shoulders. He noti...ed, as he stood to meet her, that she had applied some makeup to her face.“Good afternoon Sharon,” he said as he met her.“Hello Shaun, I haven’t kept you waiting too long I hope.”“Not at all and seeing you out of uniform makes the wait seem justified,” he smiled.He took her out to the patio, selecting a table that received some shade from a palm. " I arched an eyebrow, not that she could see that through my mask. After I didn't respond she made her point more clear. "I mean it's not every day you get to pimp out your boyfriend to pop her little sister's cherry." And he was great!" the ghost-girl that I suddenly realized was Samantha said looking up from her sister's slobbery cunt to shoot me those same finger guns she had the day before."Hey, did I say you could stop?" Jessica sassed her sister, who dropped back down to continue. Anna reached up with her right hand and stroked Greg's hanging fuck-sac gently with her fingers, pushing it back and forth as she swirled her tongue up and around his probing, thrusting prick."Ohhhh, Mom!" Greg moaned as Anna slowly slid her hand up from his balls up to his flat, hard belly. She pushed her hand tip through the thick matting of black hair until her fingers began to squeeze his hard, hot flesh. Rivers of sweat trickled down Greg's panting belly as Anna's hands crawled hungrily. She placed the bowl of chips on the coffee table. “I made us some Margarita’s” she said then headed to the door.I sat down on the Futon and waited. A few seconds later, Kassey entered the den with two glasses and a pitcher of Margarita in hand. “I’m glad I saw you at Kroger’s earlier,” she said while she set the glasses and pitcher down.“Why?”“Saved me a phone call. I was planning on calling you to invite you over tonight,” she said while she poured our drinks.“How did you know I would be.