She too was blonde and often wore it tied up for work, but when she went out she wore it long and wavy. I suppose this image is what I started to need...to aspire to.When my brother came in I could see shock in his face. I noticed him look at my breasts and legs. His mouth seemed to be holding back a smile. He coughed raising his hand to his mouth to hide this smile.“Good morning Tanya, I see its started now?” he said keeping his face straight.“Yes.” I replied looking down somewhat. She had left her bright green fishnet stockings on and the little sheer green glove things. That with her great suntan, tattoos and fantastic body offered some of the hottest visual stimulation a guy could stand. I got her on the bed and we started tongue kissing then she started slowly licking her way down my neck, chest and stomach until she was sucking my cock again, using her tongue ring for extra stimulation. After that I proceeded to give her the same treatment, kissing her ears, neck. I stepped back into the bushes and watched, had they looked over in our direction or if she would have made any noise she would have probably been fucked to the 9s as their was no way, I would ever have been able to get her loose and would have only been able to watch!… They then pushed their bikes of down the trail talking as they went. This was one of the few times her pussy was really dripping with anticipation as she finally let her breath out. When I got back to her I had one of the. The light was flooding in. He knelt between her open legs as she had asked. Watching her play. Short but gentle moves. A slight damp patch emerging he thought. He looked in detail around him. Everything was in such beautiful close proximity, a leg on either side, stocking clad, beautifully finished with her shoes. Her garter belt straps, dark, silver grey, contrasted beautifully with the charcoal of the stockings, the milky white of her thigh. Her matching silver grey panty, her French.