Farm FamilyChapter 2
Karen Phillips was naked, her melon-sized tits wobbling on her chest as she stepped out of her black lace panties. She fluffed up her glossy black pussy hair and then scratched a rib. "Shit!" Jack Davis muttered, peering at his sister through the cracks in the old wooden planks of the bathroom. This was just like old times. He vividly recalled how, when he was a horny teenager with more ideas than opportunities, he'd peeked at his younger sister when she was undressing or taking a bath....