The biggest difference we had was Gary had blonde hair and at that time mine was dark brown.For the next few days after it poured like a mother. Hank...and I only met when the weather was good plus we never did exchange phone numbers.The first day it was nice again I must have waited for hours but no Hank. The following day, same deal, Hank was a no show. Two days later I was about to leave when I heard someone calling me. I looked up and there was Gary walking toward me."I wasn't sure what. And now her pussy was sounding like a suction unit with too much cum for her pussy. It was coming out of her pussy with pressure and shooting out around her legs and his big black cock. Never had she been fucked so hard and with so much cum. She was getting tired and felt she couldnt cum again. But he laughed and told her now he will make sure that the nigger baby was planted into her belly. He thrust again and his big old black snake cocked throbbed and swelled and for the fourth time shot a. I mean a twelve out of ten... as besides outer beauty, she was a great person, and please don't tell anybody, she was my best friend. I'm babbling, aren't I? Have I mentioned my sister is really hot?She was a cheerleader in college, and two-thirds of my nightly fantasies were about her... actually more like nine-tenths.I know... I know... sick and twisted... but the truth. And again, please don't tell anybody.I mean, she regularly wore pantyhose or thigh highs, the lace tops which I admired on. “Yum, you taste good, I’ll catch you again later” she said and quickly moved into the living room before Rachel came in and suspected anything. And catch me later she did, quite a few times. She was really enjoying the power she had over me and knew I loved it to. She would sneak up behind me or push me against a wall if I was facing her and the moment I knew what was coming my pussy would tingle with excitement and by the time her hand was down the front of my panties I was soaking wet, my.