What an erotic sight! Native people are not hairy, to say the least, and my step sister had barely any pubic hair, just a few dark whispy strands abov... the lips. Her tiny inner lips were a dark brown color, gradually turning pink leading down towards her small slit. Those wet lips reminded me of delicate butterfly wings. She was baring her naked wet pussy to me, and she didn't even know it. My face was flushed with excitement and my cock was straining so hard against my jeans that I had to. “Shadrach of Napoli informed me my sister has found refuge here. Her name is Rebekah Greenaway, although you may know her as Becca di Acuto...”“Becca has moved on.”“Moved on! When did she leave? Where has she gone?”“You misunderstand me, Colonel. Becca has moved on to another life, in a different place, as a different person.”I put two and two together “You mean she is dead?”Mother Anthea shook her head vigorously“No. Her life energy has left the temporal body it inhabited and gone elsewhere.. He then moved the second load of colored clothing in the dryer. As heturned the dryer on, his eyes turned to his wife's intimates.As he reached for them, he saw a note packed away with the clothing. Ronpulled out the note and unfolded it. He stared at the varying directionsfor each different item before he filled the sink.Ron reached for a pair of his wife lace panties and put laundry soap intothe warm water that had filled the sink. Ron plunged the panties intothe water. He read the note. I quickened my stroking pace. I shot my load into the toy as I heard her climax. I rolled over and went to sleep. One night I woke up and was on my way to the restroom and noticed the light and television were on in Sabrina’s room from under the door. It was all quite so I figured she fell asleep with them on. I was going to open the door reach in and turn off the light. I knocked on the door and no answer. I turned the door handle and slightly opened the door. My jaw dropped. Tim was laying on.