Chapter 487

• Ann stepped into the shelter with us, reached to fondle Cherie’s exposed breasts, leaned into her and began to kiss her passionately. The girls’ tongues danced across their lips and each took a turn sucking the lips of the other into her mouth. At this wanton display, my cock began to throb. Obviously, this was not the first time these two had made out with each other.
• Cherie pulled away from my sister’s mouth and nodded toward me. “Don’t forget about Ollie,” she said.
• Ann smiled at me, crossed her arms to each side of her pullover shirt at the bottom, and drew the thin fabric up and over her head. At fourteen, she was slightly more developed than Cherie, and her now naked breasts jiggled and swayed slightly with her movements. She continued to smile at me, humored by my fascination at her nudity. She stepped toward me and reaching up, pulled my face down the hers and kissed me as passionately as she had Cherie. The feel of her erected nipples on my lower chest was as exciting as her probing tongue was in my mouth.