Hot Summer Job/Keep talking about Kylie
"She does this all the time time?" You stammer. Larissa moves her coloring to the floor, and lies down on her stomach. The straps on Larissa's loose fitting dress falls down around her shoulders, fully revealing her slightly pinker nipples and areolae.
"Yeah, all the guys love it," she says without looking up from her coloring, "I think you should go check on her again. Maybe she left her door unlocked by accident."
You see so much of your sister in Larissa. The innocence and the looks. You grow increasingly aroused and you briefly wonder how Larissa would react if you started playing around with the bottom of her dress and flipping it up. She would probably think you were a creep. But Bree wouldn't mind. You shake the thought from your head and you head up the stairs.
In front of Kylie's room again, you knock solidly and wait for a response. An annoyed Kylie shouts through the door, "What... IS it...?"
Thinking about the what happened before, you don't open the door right away. "I just wanted to make sure everything was OK. Are you ok?"
"Yes! I'm... fine," Kylie responds. You notice that she has a slight pause in between every word, almost like she had just run a mile. Her breathy voice makes you a little worried. Was she hyperventilating about the humiliation of being seen naked?
"Are you sure," you ask her again, "You don't sound like you're ok."
"I'm! GRRAHHHH. I'm fine, ohhhhhhh," was Kylie's frustrated reply.
You aren't sure what to do. You peer down the stairs and whispered to Larissa, "Hey, pssst, Larissa, is your sister ok?"
"Yes, she's fine-uh," Larissa grumbles. You look back toward the toward and think about how you were going to get back in Kylie's good graces. Your deep thoughts prevent you from noticing Larissa coming up the stairs behind you. You only notice something is amiss when you see Larissa turning the knob on Kylie's door. She had come up the stairs sans dress and was only in her cotton panties. Your surprise causes your jaw to drop as the newly opened door reveals Kylie moaning and biting her lips with her legs spread as one hand played with her puffy budding breasts and the other with her juicy, young pussy. Her blue fingernails are mesmerizing as they rove across her body. Her spread legs are accentuated by her blue painted toenails, making the whole sight incredibly enticing.
Kylie doesn't stop pleasuring herself, not even for a moment. Larissa, unperturbed, stands next to Kylie on the bed with one hand on her hip. "Well?" Larissa questions you, "Are you ready to start babysitting us?"
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