ErykaLorelei
Sensuality Therapist
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(OOC: I have had many guys ask me for incest on here so I thought I would try finding a woman to play as my sister. Please message me first before replying)
Amanda 38
Appearance: https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/90/6d/42/906d421e224530894806a3bc5df80c54.jpg
She had just finished her morning jog. It was Friday morning at 4:45 AM as she shut the garage door and started removing sweat sweat laden clothes. Even though it was early March, she was able to generate a lot of perspiration after running seven miles. She liked to run early in the morning because it's cool and there isn't anyone outside, or inside, to be bothered with at that time. She could also wear almost anything that she wanted to run in. She felt very good about herself and her running. She is thirty eight years old and she runs a sex therapy class as her job. She is 5'10" tall and weighs 120 pounds. She removed her sports bra, headband, and spandex shorts and hung them on the hangers that she had in the garage.
Wearing only her running shoes and her FM headphones around her neck, she entered the house to be greeted by the last sounds of the automatic coffee maker as it strained to pump the remaining water from its reservoir. She went into her bedroom, quietly wrote down her times, and put on an AM radio headphone in order to listen to the 5:00 AM news. She then went back into the kitchen, poured herself a steaming hot cup of coffee and closed her eyes, leaned back on the counter top to reflect on her morning run.
She must have had her eyes closed for four or five minutes because when she looked up, she was staring right at Amanda, her younger sister she was a baby to her at only eighteen. She was gawking at me, her mouth totally agape, wearing a mid-length night shirt and panties. She hadn't heard her come in because of the headphones.
"Ummm hi sis this is not what it looks like I swear"
As soon as she acknowledged her presence, my sister approached me. She turned slightly sideways in embarrassment as her sister spoke.
Amanda 38
Appearance: https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/90/6d/42/906d421e224530894806a3bc5df80c54.jpg
She had just finished her morning jog. It was Friday morning at 4:45 AM as she shut the garage door and started removing sweat sweat laden clothes. Even though it was early March, she was able to generate a lot of perspiration after running seven miles. She liked to run early in the morning because it's cool and there isn't anyone outside, or inside, to be bothered with at that time. She could also wear almost anything that she wanted to run in. She felt very good about herself and her running. She is thirty eight years old and she runs a sex therapy class as her job. She is 5'10" tall and weighs 120 pounds. She removed her sports bra, headband, and spandex shorts and hung them on the hangers that she had in the garage.
Wearing only her running shoes and her FM headphones around her neck, she entered the house to be greeted by the last sounds of the automatic coffee maker as it strained to pump the remaining water from its reservoir. She went into her bedroom, quietly wrote down her times, and put on an AM radio headphone in order to listen to the 5:00 AM news. She then went back into the kitchen, poured herself a steaming hot cup of coffee and closed her eyes, leaned back on the counter top to reflect on her morning run.
She must have had her eyes closed for four or five minutes because when she looked up, she was staring right at Amanda, her younger sister she was a baby to her at only eighteen. She was gawking at me, her mouth totally agape, wearing a mid-length night shirt and panties. She hadn't heard her come in because of the headphones.
"Ummm hi sis this is not what it looks like I swear"
As soon as she acknowledged her presence, my sister approached me. She turned slightly sideways in embarrassment as her sister spoke.
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