The more she looked at April-her lovely, smooth black neck, her wide, gleaming forehead, her sensual lips, her small high breasts under her shirt, and...of course her round, alluring ass-the more she wanted her.And yet she knew it was wrong. Not only was she April's supervisor. It was also fairly clear that April was centered in her heterosexuality, content with her boyfriend, not sexually obsessed like Laura, and almost certainly out of reach. This realization tormented Laura throughout. My sister moved at a steady pace, rubbing her clit and pumping her fingers in and out of her slick cunt. I was fighting myself now, holding myself back, feeling as if I would lose my mind, listening to the wet sounds her fingers made, her moaning and groaning, and watching my hot sister bring her self to the brink of an amazing climax. I felt like a caged animal, and every muscle in my body was bunched and tight, ready to spring.Kristy moaned louder now, her fingers pumping faster and harder,. It was slow going, driving the wagon all that way, especially when they had to take the time to cover their tracks, but even with the small herd of cows they ran and the truck patch, they still needed things now and then. Some of it they just picked up at abandoned ranches, farms and ghost towns. Some of it had to be bartered for, and the surest way of finding stuff like sugar and flour was to go to a trading post. That was how come they went to Show Low.Pops had taught Alex everything he knew. Everybody looked at her when she was out. You couldn't hide how big her breasts were.She danced into the bathroom to examine her breasts in her flirty and fun dress. Ashley heard the doorbell and wondered who was at the door. She was not expecting any company.Ashley opened the door and Denise’s mother was there.“Hi, Mrs. Ponzo! Please come in.”“Hi, Ashley. Is my daughter around? She wasn’t answering her phone.”“No. Her and her boyfriend went into the city for the evening. She’s probably.