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We Heard Gunshots


My sis Dakota and I heard gunshots.

What was more important was that we were in a State Forest and that it was NOT hunting season.

We did what every red blooded American kid would do. We ran…in the opposite focal point of course.

My babe ran smack into another girl that was also running…and was that missy ever scared.

We ran further and hid up in some rocks.

We stayed there for almost an hour without hearing or seeing anyone coming after us.

While we sat there we whispered and found out that the girl had seen a guy kill another guy. Apparently he didn't want any witnesses.

Up until that point I hadn't realized that both girls looked alike. They were about the same height, construct, and even whisker people of color. They both had on white T-shirts and blue blue jean shorts with white running play shoes. It was uncanny but even their name were similar in a Western theme sort of way.

When we felt safe we headed south toward family. We lived future to the State timber. Our Father-God owned a lot of farmland adjacent to it. We had hiked in promote than usual. According to Cheyenne she had come in from the north.

victimisation my compass I pointed out a point to my sister and let her leave, with Cheyenne in the heart, and me keeping up the rear.

Both young woman were thirteen class old and apparently they both had B-cup bosom and adorable asses. I sure kept my eyes on hers.

We got to the edge of the Forest and walked into our cornfield. From there we knew where we were heading.

Once we were safely inside the planetary house I started to forebode nine one one but Cheyenne stopped me. She was a run away and that man that was killed had given her a ride. She didn't know him at all. When the other man ran them off the road she was out of the car and running just as the car came to a stop. She was in the woods a elbow room before she looked back. She was scared to death and running for her aliveness. She was certainly that she could not discover the man even if she saw him in a police lineup.

We knew that we could hide her from Dad for a day or two but then Mom would be home. She didn't miss a thing.

capital of Wyoming hid out in Dakota's sleeping room and we slipped her some food and drink.

The next Dad when Dad headed out to the study with his gang of men, we partied. Dakota broke out the booze and she and capital of Wyoming proceeded to get drunk.

Being a horny fourteen-year-old I encouraged them to drink to a greater extent, fag less, and to let me fondle them.

My sis had never been completely naked in front of me before but she did what capital of Wyoming did.

Cheyenne was one wide lady friend. It had been her idea to drink, it was her melodic theme to get naked, and it was her estimate to let me fuck her…on one condition…that I fuck my sis first. Fortunately my baby was drunk enough to let me.

I was so sword lily that I had decided not to imbibe. I was what you might call the assign driver but in this display case I was the one to see to it that they didn't get caught.

Dakota sat on my bed with her fundament almost touching the floor. capital of Wyoming got up on the bed and positioned her knees on either side of my sister's head. Then capital of Wyoming leaned forward, grabbed my sis under her knees, and pulled them up. After positioning my sister's ankles on her articulatio humeri Cheyenne said,"Now fuck her. I've got the better keister in the house."

So I approached my babe, I parted her pussy lips, and then I placed the head of my cock at her opening. I asked her one endure sentence if she really wanted me to fuck her and she did, so I pushed into her. She moaned, I moaned, and then I pushed more of it into her. In a short spell I had all of it inside her pussy and just held it there.

Cheyenne asked,"Dakota, were you a Virgo the Virgin ?"

Dakota replied,"Yup, I was ! But not any more."

I fucked my sister in long CVA speeding up as I got more and more excited. Finally, I couldn't adjudge off any longer and I started to cum in her.

My sister said,"He's cumming in me."

Cheyenne laughed and said,"He's supposed too."

Dakota said,"But I'm not on the pill."

Cheyenne said,"Neither am I and in a few proceedings he is going to be cumming in me too."

She was right. In a few minutes I was hard and the missy had changed position. My rooster was inside Cheyenne and my sis was straddling her head as I fucked her. Cheyenne moaned and asked me to go slower.

Dakota asked,"Were you a virgin too ?"

Cheyenne giggled and said,"Yup, I was ! But not any more."

The three of us laughed and in a couple of instant I was cumming in her kitty just like she had said.

Cheyenne really was a wild lady friend and before I knew it they were rolling around on the bed in the sixty-nine place. inaugural Cheyenne would be on top and then Dakota would be.

I knew that my sister and I would forever be changed from this experience. I was also sure that I would be fucking her a lot in the future…so I slipped my tool back into capital of Wyoming and pumped her full again.

After dumping two Thomas More loads of cum into Cheyenne, Dakota asked,"Hey big brother don't I get any of that ?"

capital of Wyoming laughed and said,"Don't worry Dakota I have a feeling that you are going to get a lot more of that in the future."

Dakota pouted and said,"But I want more now."

She got more all right. It seems that I hadn't been doing my job. Dad had slipped into the mansion unbeknownst to us and had been watching us for about ten minutes.

He was naked and his peter was longer, bigger around, and severely than my cock was.

Dad just rolled Dakota onto her dorsum and slipped his cock into her.

Then he said,"I was just asking your mother the former day when I could start fucking you."

Dakota asked,"What did Mom say ?"

Dad laughed and said,"She told me that I had to look until your brother had fucked you first. I waited and now I can get laid you too."

I asked,"What about me ?"

Dad said,"fountainhead if I can fuck your girl then I guess you can make out mine."

Cheyenne patted my back and said,"You get to be a mother-fucker."

Dakota asked,"Does that nominate me a father fucker ?"

Everyone laughed.

That evening Dad and I enjoyed our girls. He enjoyed Dakota and I enjoyed Cheyenne.

A few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. later Mom came domicile. She already knew what we had been doing because Dad had told her during their nightly phone calls.

Cheyenne stayed with us for a month before Mom told her that she had to go household. It seemed that Cheyenne's father had tried to fuck her and that was why she had run away in the first place. After spending all that time watching Dad screw Dakota she decided that it would be hunky-dory if her Father-God fucked her too.

Mom was pleased to see her go because then she would get more of my care. She enjoyed having a mother-fucker around.


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