We went up to my room, and I began to undress. I took off my bra, andAshley stared at my new breasts. "B cup," I announced, stretching thetruth a bit."May I touch them?" Ashley asked."Sure, it's just us girls here," I replied.Cautiously Ashley cupped my breastforms. "It almost feels real," shesaid. "Can you feel that?" she asked."Yes," I replied."Does it feel good?" was her next question."Yeah."Ashley withdrew her hand. "Do you want me to model my new swimsuit?" Iasked."Ok," she said with some reservation.I put the swimsuit on. "That is really girly." Ashley said. "I reallydidn't think that you would keep this Sarah thing going after the talentshow." Well, my mother kind of encouraged it," I said."You like being a girl, don't you?" Ashley asserted"Sorta." I said. For some reason, Ashley seemed uncomfortable withthis."If I am attracted to you, what does that make me?" Ashley asked."Look, under all of this, I'm still the same old George." I asserted."I'm not sure about that,". Her spine arched backwards. One hand clenched at the sofa trying to tear through the material while her other hand remained working on her pussy. Every muscle in her body clenched as she finally reached Euphoria. She gasped for breath, struggling. As every single muscle in Laura's body tightened, her toes clenched around Matthews shaft, still sliding on the saliva but tight enough for Matthew to be able to hold off no longer. Matthew stared at her sexy feet wrapped around his cock, her hot pink nail varnish. The feeling of her clenched toes milking his shaft. He felt his love muscle begin to strain, the tension in his nut sack almost made him keel over. His eyes clenched shut through the intensity.Her feet made one last slide before he blew. He threw his head back as he felt himself emptying all over his sister. Spraying thread after thread of sticky spunk all over her stomach, all over her pussy. Some even shot onto her succulent, perky breasts. He gasped as the his orgasm came to.
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