“He was drinking too much but I tried to stop him and get him outside.” “Outside for fresh air?” Wendy giggled, “Fresh air? No, fresh with each other.” “Huh, what do you mean?” “I big boob was in the mood, I wanted to fuck and I would have spread out on the grass like a sex doll but he was too drunk. Fucker couldn’t fuck.” Wendy lurched against me as we stepped off a curb, “I wanted to get some fireworks with a proper bang but he was useless. After he left, I was hoping I could find some other guy, one that didn’t have a date. I would have dated him for a few minutes.” “You would have fucked some guy you didn’t know just to get laid?” She cast blurry eyes on mine “Done it before little brother. Sometimes the urge just crawls into my panties and screams for cock. I’m not easy, but I do get horny in a hurry sometimes.” “Sounds pretty easy to me. I would love it if a girl walked up and said ‘Hey, you wanna fuck?’ My sister giggled another drunken laugh, put her beer bottle to her lips then took a long swallow. She grabbed my arm to steady herself, “I’ve only had to do that maybe a dozen times. Most guys are all over me, asking me if ‘You wanna fuck’ as you so crudely say it.” I stopped at a side street to let a Hardcore car drive by, I had to hold my sister’s hand to keep her from venturing off the curb, “How long have you been getting dick?” Wendy looked up into my eyes, hers were kind of unfocused as she thought, “Hmm, I don’t even know if I should answer that. I mean you’re my little brother, I supposed to be a role model you should respect.” “Aw come on Sis, you know fucking well I never respected you, and if you want to be a role model, big ass tell me how you roll.” “How I what?” “Roll, you know flop and roll like on a bed or in a car.” “You think I’m going to tell you that, what I do when I’m all alone with some guy, black naked, hot, horny and turned on? You think I should tell how I fuck, if I like to fuck and how many fucking partners I’ve fucked?” She snickered at her own wit, “Man Big Black Boobs Kelvin, you are way too fucking young to hear fucking details of my fuck life.” She was giggling because her own creative language. Wendy teetered as we stepped off to cross the street, clinging to my arm for support. We had gone maybe three blocks in the subdivision and our parents were completely out of sight. I was as drunk as my sister and was beginning to dislike that I still had three more blocks to stumble home with Wendy dragging along on my arm. We were passing the O’Malley’s yard and I saw Connor’s golf cart sitting sideways on the drive next to the garage door. The answer to my prayers, I could drive my sister home, it would be faster, easier and I could bring the cart back the next day. I pulled Wendy up the drive “Get in, we’re going to ride in style.” She didn’t even argue; Wendy plopped her limp, alcohol-soaked ass on the seat and sighed relief to get off her feet. I big boob don’t blame you for Sherok, nor Elena, nor even Prestira. The realization of what she’d done dawned in her eyes, followed by the realization that she liked it. He came closer and started to kiss big ass me so hard and so passionately while he slid his hand on my pussy and start to rub my clit while I reached over and grabbed his dick. Instead, she sat on the sofa in the living room of their cottage and had more wine. I kept my eyes closed and concentrated on trying to keep a straight face and my mouth shut. The receptionist returned with a smile that was anything but friendly. One fiancée was killed and another ran off with Hardcore an old girlfriend the week before their Big Black Boobs planned wedding. “That is different, and you know it.” she replied with a slow, cool voice meant to contrast Sam’s emotionally charged one. She knew black I had her and made a few excuses, then I told her you promised us. “Or the Most High.”