"Maybe both."* *Gina Wilson leaned back in her chair and took full measure of herbrother. All things considered, she decided, Jason had grown up to be...apretty woman."So you like this, huh?" You know I do. You know I always did. Even when I was playing in yourthings." So you're going to stay this way? Be my sister forever?" It feels...right, Gina. You know?" That's what I hear. You're quite the celebrity around Cincinnati." Don't believe everything you hear." I hear a lot. Tell me, Jasmine. Are. They came off. Lauren kissed. Lauren licked, just her thighs at first, then -- there.I watched her face, watched the pleasure spread. I heard the wet sounds. I smiled, gazing into her eyes. I kissed her. "Isn't it wonderful?" I whispered in her ear."Oh yes," she muttered, "Yes."She lay back, shutting her eyes. I kissed them on their closed lids. Her mouth opened. I kissed that too. Her body tensed. She moaned, long and deep. She grabbed the fabric of her dress and pulled hard. She twisted and. She spun around, facing me, and asked, “Well? How do I look so far?”“Gorgeous,” I said. “Those are the legs of a thirty-year-old.” That may have been sweet talk, and she knew it and corrected me.“Thank you. You are so sweet, but they are more like a thirty-year-old. At least ten years younger than they should! Thank you nonetheless. Now, where was I?” Kristy walked to me and spread my legs and squatted, balancing herself on her heels.“Mark is fifty-two and like me, isn’t sure if he wants to. Find out who her friends are and what they are doing." Yes, Mistress," Laura said eagerly. "I'll do as you say." Now... masturbate yourself to a nice, slow orgasm, and you may go."Laura's fingers resumed stroking her slot. "Uhhn... thank you, Mistress..." she gushed.Cassie was the last to arrive, as her teacher kept them all the way to the bell before even announcing what the homework assignment was for the day. She jogged up to the other three, breathing heavily, her heart hammering as she.