My friends lift weights in the gym and I just toss a few bales of hay and lift a few bags of grain.My sister Stella is just as fit as any girl I know....At fifteen she is five feet six inches tall, a hundred and fifteen pounds, and wears a 34-B bra. Her jeans form fit her nice ass and all of her shirts taper from her breasts to her slim waist. She has perfect posture that makes her breasts stand out very nicely. She gets that from riding her horse in competition.Every summer for twelve weeks we. They had special TV shows they watched together and generally enjoyed each other’s company. They were no longer just mother and daughter, they were best friends.I would often hear them giggling and carrying on like teenage girlfriends. They even went on a diet together and bragged about who was losing the most weight. I even heard them arguing who was sexier looking in her clothes. A couple of times they came to me to model their newly purchased outfits and ask who had the better figure. Karen. I watched for the next 5-minutes with my hands clamped on her ass cheeks her tiny little rosebud flexing and puckering...awaiting my lips to meet it as it puckered outward. With perfect timing that is what occurred. I could feel it pucker outward to meet my lips. Soon, my loud topical kisses gave way to my gifted tongue. Before my tongue made a full revolution around her virginal asshole, out of her pussy shot a rope of her cum. I quickly hermetically sealed her pussy lips with my mouth to. An hour into their studying, a still relaxed and stunning Marjorie leaned against the doorway. "Where's Freddy?" she asked.Sarah shrugged and Melissa giggled, replying, "Don't know, Mom. I heard there's a party tonight out by the lake."Her mother looked disappointed. "Oh." I could call and see," Sarah suggested.Marjorie beamed. "Okay," she said, sounding younger than her daughter. Her daughter giggled agaiu.As it turned out, Freddy used a free night without practice to do homework as well..