Besides, I had no desire to go back out in this rain again. I changed into shorts and a t-shirt and pulled a couple of steaks out. I will still a litt...e nervous having this strange man but wanted to be hospitable. I was preparing the salad when I got the feeling I was being watched. I turned around and found him staring at me with this look of lust. He gulped and told me he was sorry if he was making me uncomfortable but he couldn’t help staring at my legs. I blushed a little but told him I was. Her wispy hairs brushed my chin and cheeks. I breathed in the fresh aroma of her pussy. My tongue, hesitantly, swiped out. I brushed over her slit, just lightly grazing it.She tasted amazing.“Jenny,” she groaned, squirming. She rubbed her hot cunt into my mouth. She smeared her juices over my lips as she settled her weight on me. “Mmm, Allie, you taste good,” I moaned.I licked my little sister's pussy again. I dragged up her slit and this time parted her outer lips to touch her inner depths.. Her hand made its way past my panty line to my already sopping pussy. She held her hand there while she crouched down slowly, running her tongue down my back, nibbling on butt cheeks. God it felt good.She parted my legs and in the mirror I could see her finger slide between my labia and into my glistening wetness. I gasped loudly. By this point I had to put my hands on the mirror to support myself. Daring not to shut my eyes as I was transfixed by what this girl was doing to me.She continued to. He must have been good cause we were always moving to a fresh job. Dad was a foreman and we always had visitors over since he and his coworkers didn't know anyone when we first moved to a new town.Mom and I would often scout out the location for Dad and we would find a new place to rentbefore he moved up with us.When I was 13, we found a real nice house that some professor owned but was out of the country for 2 years, and Dad would be on this job for that long so it worked out nice. We had a.