Even the first time I used soap in the shower to do it wasn't this good. As she sucked, I worked my middle finger into her and began fucking her with ...t. She was so juicy it was running down her thighs. My sister was so beautiful from behind like this. I'd always loved looking at the girls in Playboy, mostly concentrating on the front of them but now I was seeing my sister's lovely butt cheeks with her plump, juicy pussy lips winking out at me as I finger-fucked between them.She now put her. But you won and that's what counts!"It was an hour after the fight and Amanda, George and Stella were in Viola's apartment. Viola was back at the cottage.Estella looked into her wine. Then she looked at Amanda, her eyes full of a new respect. She's seen the video of her fight with Clementine but nothing could make up for being there and being close enough to smell both fighters and even feel the spray of sweat and blood as the blows landed."Will you beat Clementine as easily as you did that. "Oh Linda, you are such a tease," she giggled with enthusiasm. Frankly, I couldn't see what she found so funny about my question since I hadn't phrased it as a joke."Well now, let's drive you over to your new place."My new place happened to be a luxury apartment on the 6th floor of an eight-story building overlooking the lake. It had a kitchen; large bathroom with a Jacuzzi; two good-size bedrooms, one with a queen-size waterbed and the other with one of those king-size adjustable beds that I. My dad loved her with a passion. When I got my first computer that had a photoshop programme, I had put mums face on Marilyn’s famous picture of her standing over the culvert in the white dress and printed it off for dad. He had loved it and had put it in his shop.A lot of people thought mum had modelled it for him and we had gotten a lot of laughs out of it. Mum had been embarrassed and told him she’d have to stop wearing her short dresses and stilettos to work because the blokes kept ogling.