Two years ago, my Nan died. My sister and I had been living with her, so it was a big deal for us. We were left her house in the will, and a whole lot more responsibility than two teenagers neither wanted nor needed.
Now, we can cope with near everything. We both have jobs. We already had school education but could not go to college. It’s one of my dreams. We can cook sufficiently, do any jobs needed – and throw the best parties in our neighbourhood.

I staggered, the countless shots finally hitting me. Lacey giggled. She helped me walk through the house, past countless drunk people, up the stairs and onto the queen-size bed. Our house had two bedrooms, perfect for me and Amy. Lacey kissed me. I locked eyes with her, then flipped her over. I unzipped her dress, revealing a pale back and black, lacy lingerie. She slipped the dress down, rolling back over to undo my pants. I shrugged off my tee shirt. Lacey smiled.
“Looks like someone’s glad to see me!” She grabbed my dick through my underpants. “Let me see him.” She continued as she pulled my last modesty off. My dick was enjoying the attention as it grew to its full 7 inches. I groaned whilst she caressed my balls and kissed my head. Shockwaves raced through my body as her long, manicured fingernails massaged my dick. She licked around the shaft, slowly rubbing me off.