Then he turned and slammed his hand into the wall, leaving a beautiful fist size impression. ‘God DAMMIT, that hurt,’ he yelped, clutching his thr...bbing fist to his stomach. Michelle watched in amazement as he shook his hand, swore a blue streak and kicked over his trashcan. She made herself small, not wanting him to remember she was there until he finished with his tantrum. He knew she was there. He always knew when she was around. It was like a sixth sense, a feeling, or maybe he was just. Joan was dressed in a short pleated skirt with dark green knee socks. Now I want you to know I wasn’t a pervert getting off watching my sister, but at 13, any tits that were real were a turn on for me. He kept feeling them and going down to lick the nipples. Joan’s head was thrown back with her eyes closed. Every time he licked, her toes curled up in her socks. Then I looked over to the other side of the room and there was Steve who was playing Sonic on the Playstation. Steve would glance over,. “It looks soft,” he said. “You don’t look like I thought a naked girl would look like.”“What’s that mean?” she asked, feeling like he was about to attack her.“I just can’t see anything down there,” he said. “I’ve seen pictures ... you know ... like on the internet. I guess you can see a lot better that way, or something.”She got it then. He couldn’t see her opening, and the lips that guarded it.“Maybe later you can look closer,” she said. “Do I look okay?”“You look fantastic. It makes me want. Obviously he is not wearing underwear, because now I can clearly see the outline of his growing erection and the ever enlarging wet spot from his copious precum. Of course, my own tiny dick is stirring in my panties and I’ve got this hardness beginning to show in my chinos. At least I can see the little nubbin. I hope he notices the effect his is having on me, but it would be difficult to see much of any difference. The small lump is downright unseeable. “Would you like to go for a little walk.