My Sister Mandy

It was Saturday morning when I woke up. I could smell somebody cooking in the
kitchen and I was pretty hungry so I went to check it out. As I went down the hall I saw
that Mom was still sleeping and I stopped to think who it could be cooking. Mandy it had
to be Mandy. I ran to the kitchen and there she was. She was making some French toast.
She had her back to me and I wanted to surprise her but I couldn"..t help but stare at her
beautiful body. She was only 19 and had blonde hair that ran down her back just above
her nicely shaped ass. I just stood there staring when she...

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