Brad Logan

Hot mom,hot daughters

CHAPTER ONE

When Ann answered the door, Pete gasped. He hadn't seen her for months, and she had changed. She had always just been Barb's big sister to him – good looking, big tits, long blond hair. But now she was a sexy dream.

"Come in," she said in a musical voice. "How have you been, Pete?"

"Fine. How've you been?"

"Terrific!" Ann said. "I'll tell Barb you're here."

She wiggled out of the room, called to Barb, then came back. Pete was glad she hadn't left him alone. He wasn't finished enjoying the sight of her.

She wore a skimpy blouse that let her tits rise into view, hiding only her nipples. And they weren't really hidden because he could see them as dark circles right through the pink material. Ann's golden hair was now curled around her face like fine shavings of oak.

"You've changed," Pete said, trying to pry his gaze off her gorgeous tits.

"You haven't. You're still staring at my tits, same as ever."

That made Pete look up at her face. She was smiling at him warmly, and although Pete was embarrassed he smiled back.