Yoko had provided them for me at my request, so that I could see her in her prime Supermodelling days. Each one featured her photograph on the front c...ver and if anything, despite the newsprint’s poor ink quality, she was even more beautiful when she was younger. The way those dark eyes stared back at me from each front page cover sent a shiver of appreciation through me—she was so charismatic, so vibrant—and yet that indefinable quality of hers shone through, too. The one that told you she. Her stomach was flat but showed a few stretch marks from the pregnancy. According to a construction worker, she had a "fine ass." Just to be sure, she turned to look over her shoulder at it in the mirror. White cotton panties were not sexy, she decided, despite the fact that they were bikini cut.She slid them down her thighs and tossed them into the pile of laundry in the corner. Maybe she would take some of the money to upgrade her underwear collection, she thought. She stepped into the dress. Then I instructed her to get in position under Charlottes pussy. Luke, when youre ready, just fill her up. Fill that sluts cunt up with your hot, thick cum, and your little sister is going to suck it all out of her, and us girls are going to share you. Oh, god! Was all he could say. Hearing words like that from your mothers mouth will put any red blooded young boy over the top, which was my plan all along. I was getting thirsty for the taste of cum. Charlotte screamed out as he jammed his cock. We had a drink, something to eat and chatted about mundane things. I could tell that she was as nervous as I was, so I plucked up some courage to move things along. ‘Shall we go back to the hotel bar and have a drink?’ I asked, ‘Yes, come on, let’s do that’ she said, then paused, looking reflective and said ‘Are you nervous?’, ‘Yes’ I said. ‘Me too’ she said. ‘We don’t have to, you know, do anything, not if you feel unsure’ I said. ‘Just look at us!’ she said, ‘What are we doing?’, my heart.