We finished showering, got dressed and headed back to my room. Slowly she released her lip from her teeth and began to moan deep and low. Big cock Poor Sister Annabelle, beautiful Sister Annabelle, wow Sister Annabelle. She was a doll, perfect in every dimension. I smiled, sighed, and laughed until I cried. Her breasts were large and round but not so big that they drooped; they were firm, round and perfect, topped with small brown nipples. So I did my job eagerly and diligently. She was beside herself. I am actually quite fascinated. She felt incredible sucking and licking along my cock, massaging the tip and then nibbling the underside of thee shaft. She would pleasure men with her body for money, money that she handed over to her mother who would buy alcohol instead of paying the bills and buying groceries.
