Raising her voice, she yelled to him over the noise of the traffic, ‘A pickup? Where’s your delivery truck?’ King just looked sheepish and smile..., motioning for her to get in. Well, it wasn’t like it was the first pickup Freddie had ever been in, so shrugging her shoulders, she climbed into the passenger side. King pulled into the New York traffic. Freddie sent up a quick prayer as a taxi cut them off with less than inches to spare, screeching to a halt at the curb in front of them. King didn’t. I was trying to control but after some time I directly asked her how she was feeling yesterday. She asked me ‘what yesterday?’ she was acting to me which I clearly know. So I replied her that I was feeling her breast while she sleeping. She said ‘what are you talking? Am your sister ‘ but I was not having the mood to listen to her. Since I was sitting near to her I just hugged her tightly.She was trying to escape and I noticed her smile in her face I realized that she wanted to have happened. I. The next day I looked at her differently throughout the day. And then that night I couldn't take it anymore and I jumped out of my bed and walked into my moms room. My dad was on the couch again because he works on his book that he's writing for hours on end and then basicly passes out after a while from exsaustion. I sat at my sleeping mom's bed and pulled down the sheets quietly then pulled up her night skirt and her bra. I googled at her huge tits and sucked those softly so she wouldn't wake. Istroke her cock until she gets hard.I go to my knees, and as the water cascades over me, I begin blowing hershort, slender cock. Her pubic hair has barely sprouted and her hormoneshave made is soft and silky. Her cock is so small I can take all of her, cock and testicles, in mymouth. I munch on this package, pulling first one ball, and then theother, into my cheeks, as I take her cock in. I stroke her slender buttocks, rim her ass with my finger, penetrate itfirst gently and then with a.