The Sinful Nights
Five feet eight inches tall, her lean body was tight and fit from chores around the family farm and her limbs and face held a deep tan from constantly being outside while her shoulder length hair was sun-bleached.
Despite her obvious fear, the small, upturned nipples on her perky breasts were stiff with arousal and he could smell her pussy moistening as well. Her round face was flushed and her big, brown eyes surveyed him with wary expectation. At nineteen years old, she looked both like the teen she had been and the woman she would be.
Angel watched her brother intently, waiting for his next move. Twenty-four years old and well beyond puberty, roughly a year and a half ago he had added a go