“Stacy, I need your help” I grunted in frustration. “With what?” she said.“Don’t play dumb with me! You might as well give me a hand inste...d of just staring at me!”I approached my injured sister. My stiffy was just a few inches from her face. She bit her lips and said: “Whatever! Let’s just get this over with.”She grabbed my cock with her little hands. Her grip was soft and delicate. She tried to pull back my foreskin. It felt equally painful and pleasant. “Just rub it up and down.” I said. For. Your neighbor somehow hasn't transformed into a snail yet? Well I hope he's ready for a one-way ticket to Snailsville, because that's where he's headed. And despite pouring over countless moldy tomes, swearing fealty to endless secret cults and who knows how many blood sacrifices, nothing has ever come of any of this rigorous inquiry besides allergy flare ups, costly cult membership dues and bloodstains that are almost impossible to get out of a white couch cushion. It has therefore been the. " "Yes, Sir," she said, and closed her eyes. She woke up a little later. Her ass was warm and felt like it was two sizes larger. She took a look at it and it looked like a sunburn, except for the 6 red stripes across it. They were evenly spaced and parallel to each other. She stood up and went to look for Sean. As she started down the hallway, she could see he was in his study, tapping away on his laptop. She headed to the kitchen to start dinner. There was a package of boneless chicken breasts. ‘There Son’ she said to him ‘enjoy my tights and pussy. I’ve had these tights on all day’. She ground her hips backwards and forwards on his face whilst caressing his young cock gently but without making him come. I was pleased as I wanted my cum to be the first to explode in her hands not some other young guy.Mum continued for a few minutes then stood up and stepped away from the young porter. ‘You’ve had your tip now so you can go and carry on with your work young man’ she said the porter got.