She hadn't even realized the fact that a little wetspot had started to form on her tight, white satin panties. Currently working on the thick shaft sh... had before her, her attention completely committed to just that one thing. Another few drops of precum staining her thigh-highs. She leaned forward, pressing her soft little Korean lips against the pink head, kissing it, teasing the tip with her mouth and tongue, sucking the precum right out of it. Her hand remained on the shaft as well, taking. So my brief glance took in every detail of her winsome, lithesome body, and then I turned away, pretending I had noticed nothing special. I walked along the bay until I reached the opposite side of the bay. I still heard her song as it flew across the water. I pretended to take pictures of palm trees and mountains, of local children playing, and foreign tourists bargaining. I even took a local took that took me up a nearby mountain, pretending my admiration but wanting to return to the bay. I. She seemed worried. Her chocolate-browned eyes were a tad glassy, like she was about to tear up. She really wanted this to work, but how? If she's only cum twice in three years, is just trading places going to be enough, I wondered? "I don't know sam" she almost whined in her silky voice, "he just doesn't seem like that type of guy, you know?" Oh, how I do know. I rarely fanticized after my elder sister, but after tonight, I saw her in a whole new light. After being fucked desperately, here she. I felt like I was glowing, melting, all this love pouring out of me like sunshine or fucking unicorn piss or something. I couldn’t ever remember feeling this good. I was in love with the world. Of course, my mouth and brain still weren’t syncing all that well. In fact, my brain was wandering around in a universe all its own, so I my mouth simply took over. “I’m really hot. I want to be naked. I want to kiss you. I feel so good.” She laughed at that. I could tell she was high too. Maybe not as.