“Yuck it’s too smelly!”, I exclaimed as I secretly started to quite like the smell for some reason. Olivia laughed. “You’ll get used to it,�...� she said very assuring. “It won’t be that bad if you just keep smelling.” I continued smelling her soft, smelly toes more as she sweetly smiled at me. “My sock doesn’t look so dirty further down my sole”, she said as she slowly moved her foot up my nose so that now my nostrils were at the more whiter and cleaner part of her sock which covered the curvy. The next day at school was quite difficult for me because it was so hard to concentrate when my mind kept conjuring up images of my neighbor. I raced home after school but she wasn’t in her yard. Nor was she the next couple of days. On Saturday morning, though, when I glanced out my window I saw her cleaning her pool. She had a very short nightgown on. It was almost transparent and so short that I could see the curvature of her ass as she leaned forward to scoop out the leaves that had fallen. I groaned into her lips. I loved my twin sister as the rapture swept through my body. It was incredible to experience. I shuddered through it. My cunt writhed and spasmed. Wild heat swept through my body.My clit throbbed beneath the heel of her hand. Her pussy spasmed around my fingers. Our tongues loved each other. I reveled in this moment. My orgasm carried me higher and higher, beyond the limits of masturbation.Our lips fell apart. “Debra!” she whimpered. “Denise,” I groaned.Our bodies. Just barely, he could make out quick, shallow breathing and soft footsteps in the living room. Grabbing the handy-dandy, state-of-the-art baseball bat from beneath the bed, he softly padded into the hallway. “Shit!” he heard someone quietly murmur. He froze on the balls of his feet, making almost no sound on the thick carpet. There was light coming from the kitchen, soft and faint. A candle, perhaps? He tensed as a shadow moved on the wall. The shadow was small and had... breasts? What the.