Bethany and Danielle would set them up. My other half-sisters would join in the fun. But not today. I wanted to enjoy my birthday my way. The sun kissed my face. A gentle breeze caressed my skirt. A sweet perfume filled my nose. I had a good book on my lap. I turned the next page, my heart beating faster and faster as I read the— A shadow fell over the pages. I frowned and looked up to find Philippa Sanderson standing over me. She was a slender girl in a proper dress and not tight jeans and a crop top. It was a sundress, light and airy, the skirt swirling about her lithe legs in the gentle breeze. It was yellow and adorned with white humming birds, little absences of color, negative space adorning her gown. Her black hair fell loose about her face, an errant strand fluttering against her cheek. She was petite, like me, graceful. “You're all alone, Christina,” she said, her voice melodic. “Not joining the... festivities inside?” I shrugged. “But it's your birthday,” Philippa said. “You shouldn't be back here.” “I'm happy being alone,” I said. “I'm not like my mothers or sisters.” “Oh, should I go?” Philippa asked, shifting. Her hands played together before her as she squirmed. There was an anxious catch to her tone. “No, no, stay,” I said. There was something... appealing about her. The way she indian acted. Demure. I closed my book. “Sit.” She sat down beside me at once, adjusting her skirt. She wore sandals, her toenails painted a soft shade of pink. Her legs were pale, calves toned from ballet. She had a light, sweet scent behind her, not a perfume, but maybe a body spray or her soap. A tingle started in my pussy, a certain idea crystallizing Big Tits in my mind. She sat with such alacrity. “It's nice here, isn't it?” I asked her. amateur She nodded her head. “The breeze feels great.” “And the honeysuckles smell delicious, don't they?” I asked. Royd retorted. We didn't want them to accidentally go off in their hands until Big Tits we were ready. Two hours later Freeing him from his clothing, I begin to pleasure him with my lips. You can't hate this wonderful cock.” Her green eyes glazed with righteous fury. A violent snorting sound woke me from my contemplation, and I glanced to the side to see that Patricia had just done bump off her finger. I felt a glow, an energy, that was powerful. She wasn't wearing any panties, just the tank top she was in earlier. I whisper into Diane’s ear directions. Only other thing worth point out along the rather eventful trip was the road consturction. “Oh my! I immediately pulled my dick out from my pants, and her eyes widened with shock, as I am a little bigger and thicker than average, as other women have told me. Slowly we touched ourselves, not believing what the other person was doing. They feasted on each other, devouring hot cunt while Mrs. Woodham pushed down her son. After a while I let her come down and kissed once again, she said “wow, that was new even for me” These plans amateur were long term big picture considerations. Plus, I get the feeling that under that innocent exterior is a serious manipulator. The conversation Deana had with Evan in his car came to her mind. She stimulated every bit of me, the fat tip of her cock rubbing along the bottom of my sheath. Ellie pulled away and her eyes widened as she took in the indian view. She took a trepid step forward, then another, then another. “Are you not feeling up to... it?” “I thought it was about time, but I guess I was wrong. “Oh My God Gina….. Adam turned to leave. They would want to know why she had suddenly decided to spend the night with Sally, and God forbid they looked in her room. I laid beside her and entered her dripping pussy. I know I have to wait until I turn eighteen but unless something happens to Dad I am going to be number four slave for him. Don’t move. That darn belt broke on the tractor!” Her bum on full display. My spirits don't have the strength to break it.”