“Come on!”The Colosimo house was unusual for our neighborhood in that it had a basement. My parents’ house, for example, which was an expensive ...nit on a corner property, was half crawlspace and half slab-on-grade. Jeana’s house not only had a basement, but it was also finished off as a family room and wet bar. It was carpeted, had a drop ceiling, and the walls were sheetrock and oak paneling. There was a large television at one end, facing a sectional couch and chairs, and the other end had. ”“Why?” says the blond.“Your tit is hanging out!” replies the cop, astounded.The blond looks down and says “Oh, shit! I left the baby on the bus again!”A man’s been through a rough patch of health, and the docs can’t work out what’s wrong. After he’s baffled the final expert, his doctor turns to him and says, “We can’t work out why this is happening, but you’re probably going to die in the next three months. What you can do is cut out all fatty and spicy food. Get rid of alcohol, cigarettes,. She was kissing my neck and ear, all while whispering reassurance to me. Her hand on my sex, gently kneading. She began to kiss down my body to my breasts again, my nipples firm and erect. She spent several minutes kissing from nipple to nipple, gently kissing and softly nibbling them to full arousal. I didn't know what to do with my hands, moving up and down my stomach, as I trembled. She kissed me below my nipples, her hand still cupping me. I knew more was coming as she was kissing me now. And inspect me she did. She stood up directly in front of me, the tips of her dark red bra were close enough I could feel the heat of her body. My sister is almost a full head shorter than me so she looked up into my eyes as eight of her fingers worked under the band of my shorts and pulled them away from my stomach. She stepped back one pace and looked at what she had uncovered. She lifted her face to me again, “Nice, I bet your girls like that.” When I reached behind her to unclasp the.