One day, before heading down to hang with the boys, I walked upstairs and found her.“Hey, Mis. So you’re off to college. WOW,” I said making inc...edibly awkward and meaningless small talk. She looked at me with a funny, slightly disappointing look.“Come in and close the door. Lock it.”“OK. What’s going on?”As I walked toward her, Missy got up off the ground, slid off her shorts, removed her top, and was standing completely naked in front of me.“Would you fuck me? I’m talking right now. Get naked. She didn't say anything, but soon left for work.When Bree came into her bedroom, Ali was sitting on the floor in the samespot as yesterday, with hairbrush in hand.Bree smiled to herself and approached Ali."Oh, I like that you are so patient waiting for me. Would you like me tobrush your hair like I did yesterday?" Yes." Ok , little sister."With that, Bree sat down on the floor behind Ali, and again wrapped herlegs tightly around Ali.She then pressed her young breasts into Ali's back as she. He was a little puzzledbut he left it at that. In the laundry room alone I quickly stripped. Ifound the tan spandex all-in-one girdle I had worn before. I loved howtight it was, and how it shaped my body. Before pulling up the girdle Isquirted out a dab of the greasy slippery stuff and worked some inside. Itucked my cock away nervously and pulled the straps over my shoulders.Now I was looking for a visual surprise also. I quickly found it. On theshelf next to his mother?s sewing boxes I saw a. The men she had enjoyed since Albert had taught her that men and women were different. Albert had been her first lover, but not her last. She had, in fact, lost count of the men she had been a lover for. But it must have been over twenty.But Mary would be having no more lovers. Never again would she feel that strange warmth as a man’s member penetrated her being, the hardness filling her special place.And it wasn’t even her own decision. Or was it?Billy Joe had started it. He had come into the.