I couldn’t believe it. Sure. xnx I need to talk with
you, so get your mind out of the gutter.”
Sprawling out on one end of a large sectional in the
living room, I said, “Okay, okay, Sis, sit and talk to me. She
was getting excited, I was sure. “And you?” she prompted. Is that the way you *always* do it? That’s why I’m asking. My pants were clearly bulging out and I’d
seen my sister glance at my crotch several times and then
quickly look away. Actually,
it was a several second look and the poochy bulge that
formed the crotch of her panties was the sexiest thing in
the world at that moment. What’s on your
mind, woman?” (She loved to be called “woman.”) Now that
the general topic was out of the bag and we’d established
the ground rules, she visibly relaxed a little more.
