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Programming s****r

... pulled out with a &#034shloop&#034 sound, I cupped her cheek and said, &#034I will get you later, Trish has to go home, that is why she went first.&#034 Sandy's face lit up with delight as she nuzzled my hand, staring at my dripping cock. What a change in my obnoxious s****r! I left them there, took my morning shower, and went down for breakfast. Chapter 4 It was half an hour before the two of them came downstairs, faces brightening up when they saw me. I was looking forward to a day of playing with my new toys when mom said, &#034Greg, don't forget that you were helping out at the Boy Scout snack bar at the center today.&#034 As I moaned and said, &#034Yes, mom,&#034 she went on and said, &#034And Sandy, you promised to babysit Krista today while her mom goes shopping.&#034 She gave a &#034Yes, mom,&#034 as well, knowing not argue with mom. Krista was the girl across the street. She was cute in a way, but hadn't really filled out much yet. Last time I saw her I noticed that she had great legs, but not even an A cup for breasts. She was blonde like Sandy. I was a little surprised that she even had a babysitter since she was almost my age, only about eight months younger. Mom drove me over and I worked the stand. Mentally thinking over and over, &#034I'm not a virgin anymore!&#034 It seemed to make the day brighter somehow. When I got home at six, Sandy was in the dining room with her school books all laid out, working on some big map that was due that fall. Making sure mom ...

... didn't see, I went up behind Sandy and gave her a big hug, rubbing my hard cock on her ass. She moaned. I left her there and headed upstairs. Sandy had left the TV on, so I went in to her room to turn it off when suddenly there was a naked Krista kneeling in front of me. She was filled out a little more than I had thought. A nice A cup with beautiful nips worth dreaming of. Her pussy was still bare, maybe with a few blonde hairs. I sighed in resignation. To make sure, I said, &#034Who owns you?&#034 &#034You, my master.&#034 Damn, she had been watching Sandy's TV all day. She was completely programmed. &#034Go lie down on the bed.&#034 She went over to the bed and laid down like Trish had, her legs spread, pussy dripping. I pulled down my pants and pulled her ass to the bed's edge. I slid in, hitting her cherry. I thrust hard, burying myself to the hilt. She let out a quiet &#034ow&#034, then started moaning as we thrust at each other. She was very tight. I wasn't sure if it was good or bad that she was so tight, it felt good, but it also hurt a little. Suddenly she grunted, let out a silent scream, then arched her back and came. As her pussy muscles clamped down on my hard wood, I came too, filling her up with baby butter. I left her on the bed and went to clean up myself and the bed. I went to my room and faked up another couple of pictures with Sandy, me behind her doggie style with the caption, &#034Fun with Master" it took a lot of photoshopping, but I eventually had one ...