Breakfast with Linda

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As per usual on a school morning, breakfast was a little chaotic. This particular Friday morning, my mum and step-dad were flying off to a weekend-long conference. Colin, my step-dad, clapped his hand on my shoulder. “Don’t forget to mow that lawn,” he reminded me, for about the tenth time. “No problem,” I said, grabbing a hot muffin from the toaster. My seventeen year-old step-sister, Linda came in and gave both our parents a good morning kiss on the cheek. Like me, she was in her school uniform. She ruffled my hair as she walked past. “Hi, brother!” I reached out to mess with her hair, but she evaded my attempt and poked her tongue out with a warm, dimpled smile. I just had to smile almanbahis in return. “Hi sis!” “Guys, the shuttle’s here, we’ve gotta go,” said mum, as a small bus parked at the top of the drive. “Remember, no loud parties, no street races down the street and, for God’s sake, don’t burn the house down,” Colin quipped. Linda and I rolled our eyes at each other. “We’ll be fine,” we chorused. “And please, mow that bloody lawn,” Colin repeated, as he and mum hurried out. We watched as our parents left on board the airport shuttle-bus, finished our breakfast and tidied up. Linda turned to me and adjusted my tie, then she slipped her arms up around my neck. I wrapped my arms around her almanbahis yeni giriş waist. “Hi gorgeous,” she breathed. “Hey beautiful,” I murmured, kissing her on the mouth. We kissed again, this time with lots of tongue. My cock was pushing against Linda’s stomach. She giggled as she felt it harden and dry humped her groin against my thigh. Her breath grew hot and musky in my mouth. After a couple of minutes, I gazed into her warm green eyes. My cock was throbbing with hopeful expectation. “Do you want to…?” Linda pouted a little, her head tilted to one side as she pretended to think things over. “Mmm, yeah, I’d like that.” She rocked her hips sensuously against mine, almanbahis giriş then backed away from me, unzipping her skirt and letting it fall to the ground. Her plain white panties followed. She sat near the edge of the table with her legs open, revealing the small bush of curly black pubes above her beautifully rounded, baby-soft, clean-shaven mound. She liked playing with herself, and keeping her pubes long made it more enjoyable. I watched breathlessly as she slid her hand down to her pussy and teased her labia wide apart; her deep-pink vulva was slick with her natural lubricants. Linda started teasing her piss-slit and clitoris with a wet fingertip. As she did so, her face glowed and her nipples strained against her blouse. Snapping out of my trance, I hurriedly dropped my pants and held my throbbing manhood against her sex, carefully running my bulbous, deep-red glans up and down her perineum and vaginal entrance.

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