He loved her for it!Mid-August in central Virginia was sweltering and Sara was sweating as she squeezed her tall frame in her cherry red ’99 Toyota ...orolla. “Red” as it was affectionately referred. After 218K miles, the A/C on Red, the hand-me-down from her ever-thrifty dad, barely worked so the windows were down as she turned onto I-95 for her 5 hour drive home. That’s 5 hours on a good day. On Friday afternoon at 3:15 that time could double if there were accidents. Sara smiled looking down as. I lifted a couple up, imagining my sister in them. I reached to the back of the drawer and pulled out a small vibrator she tries to hide there. I brought it close to my nose and slowly smelled the aroma of young pussy. I closed my eyes and licked the dildo to get the magnificent taste on my tongue. My cock was rock hard at this point."Alright, goodnight Mom. Goodnight Dad." What was that!?" My head jerked around to the door. My sister was saying goodnight to my parents. I didn't know what to. Then again, our relationship had never been ANYTHING before. And as the gorgeous copper-haired model clutched herself to my chest and put her head on my shoulder, I found myself wrapping her up tightly in my arms and squeezing her gently. She felt so good, I ended up lifting her off the floor and spinning us before I realized what I was doing and hastily set her down.We both realized we'd gotten caught up in the moment and we each stepped away from each other. I figured that any deeper. Carson, really I am. My riding tack is in my room and I would appreciate your help and guidance in selecting a horse.’ Zach smiled. You’ve got a lot to learn Nigel, he thought. ‘All right, we’ll start first thing tomorrow morning. Meet me at the corral and the name’s Zach.’ ‘Now to the most important thing,’ Sir Gerald said. ‘I’d like to draw up a contract between us Mr. Carson about your continued employment at Astor Manor.’ ‘I don’t need a contract Sir Gerald. I’ll stay until you sell the.