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In love with my older sister
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As teenagers, I would go to my older sister's room and read a book lounging on the rug. Usually history. She would lay on her bed in her in nightie reading some trashy Barbara Cartland novel. One time, looking up, I noticed that she had her top knee hiked in the air. The hem of the nightie had slipped to her hip, exposing the crotch of her panties. And there for me to see through the sheer panties was pubic hair. Dark brown. Within, I could make out the lips of my older sister's pussy.
Having 20-15 eyesight, I could get good detail. There was moisture. It was then I looked at her face and could see her deeply engrossed in her novel. She did not know that she was exposing her Self to me.
Her pussy needed air. Her pussy needed to breath...
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Posted on : Aug 8, 2018
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Commented on Dec 22, 2018
My younger sister was amazing
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Commented on Nov 7, 2018
send me a message. we can talk about our sisters
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Commented on Aug 9, 2018
Sounds like the makings t a great story
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