Step sisters torment
I went downstairs and from the living room I could hear one of my step sisters shuffling her feet around the kitchen. I could tell by the sound whoever it was, was barefoot. As I approached the kitchen, I already began to visualize what pretty feet both my step sisters had. I couldn't believe my eyes when I finally turned the corner. There was holly, my younger step sister drinking a glass of orange juice by the kitchen sink. She was only wearing a pair of soft pink cotton panties and a...