I watched the video again and then checked the clock. Maryanne would be home soon. Shutting down the computer, I went and sat at the kitchen table and started doing my homework like nothing unusual had happened.
"Hey Geek!" Maryanne greeted me, walking in the front door and dropping her purse on an end table.
"Hi Sis!" I replied, getting up and giving her a hug. When you've seen someone nude, actually pictures of her nude, you start looking at her differently. My sister was wearing a beige blouse tucked into a dark brown skirt and when I looked at her t**s, it was like I had x-ray vision. All I could see were her half-dollar size areolas and her thick rose-colored n*****s. Of course, nothing had changed for her; she wrapped her arms around me and pressed those gorgeous t**s right up agai
