"They aren't," Aphasia replied, from the next room."They aren't," Aphasia replied, from the next room. "My foster parents are both at work, and my foster sister, Linda, is working out with the cheerleading squad, and won't be back 'till evening. Do you have any siblings?" "Just one, my sister Violet," Martin said. "She's trying out for the cheerleading squad next year. She's really excited about it." "I hope she makes it," Aphasia said, entering the room. Martin drew in his breath sharply - Aphasia had taken off her cutoffs and t-shirt, and now simply had a pink towel wrapped around her. Even though it was a big towel, due to Aphasia's amazonesque stature, it barely covered Aphasia's nipples at the top and stopped just at the bottom of her hips. Martin felt his prick growing harder as Aphasia moved closer, sitting very close to him. "Marty," she said, her voice a sweet whisper, "do you want me like I want you?" Martin gulped, and felt his dick stiffen even more as she put her hand on his thigh. "That depends...how is it...you want me?" By way of answer, Aphasia leaned forward, her towel slipping a bit to reveal her dark nipples, which pressed through Martin's t-shirt as she pulled him close for a deeply sensual kiss. |