She always wore low cut shirts. I usually was able to see down them and she had nice 36 A cup breasts. I imagined perfect tiny, but perky nipples. Nic... and pink, just as I knew her was vagina. I had never seen her tits completely naked. But I have seen her vagina, ironically enough.It was a hot summer day. She wore really short shorts. But they weren't tight like most girls liked their shorts. No, my sister liked hers loose. And one day she had her legs spread open, and man was that a nice. .. Incredible, but I have something else we should do" She said with a wink, I could see where this was going...We both must have made a mental acknowledgement to what was about to happen, she tore off her shirt, she had a revealing blue bra, that left little to the imagination, and a cute stomach, with only a little fat left from the holidays, I took off my shirt quickly after, undid my belt, she was sliding her shorts off already, with a near translucest pair of panties, my eyes were dating. But that wouldn’t be to form. Sarah was a once a month, missionary position girl. She knew of his dark fantasies of domination, humiliation and control. But try as they might, she wasn’t into it. Or hadn’t been. That’s what worried john. Well, for about a nanosecond, as he viewed her arse and tasted her juices round his mouth. The room had the smell of her sex. Despite his thoughts, this ranked as the best ever. He waited patently for the next stage.John and Sarah had been together since day. She stepped out into the hallway and closed the door behind her. Then she began to head towards the stairs. The bathroom door opened, and Becca stepped out into the hallway. She was wearing a dark blue bathrobe. Karissa didn't say it out loud, but she could tell that Becca and her boyfriend just had sex in the shower. “Morning, sis,” Becca said. “Morning,” she responded. Becca eyed Karissa. She seemed to notice that something was different about her. However, she wasn't one for guessing.