[ENF] The Sister in law story

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After My wife's unfortunate arrest. Sergeant Tyrone Jackson. Discovers My wife has a younger sister. He sets his sites on busting her. But Crystal would not be an easy catch for him. At 18. She was a senior in High school,at the time. She was the complete opposite of Misty,My wife.

Being top of the class at every thing,Was her game. She studied,to have the highest G.P.A. She worked out the hardest,to be the best in Gymnastics,Basket ball,Soft ball,And track and field. She was voted to be class president,And was all so the Home coming queen. With an out going personality,She was loved by all.

Tyrone drove himself crazy,Stalking Crystal. She did no wrong. But he was determined to catch her at something.

He even stalked her at church. On a warm spring Sunday morning. He parked in the cemetery. With binoculars in hand. He watched her arrive. Getting out of her car. Wearing a white cotton dress,And a pair of navy blue pumps. He zoomed in,On her sexy smooth,Milky white legs. Stroking his big cock,While watching. Her and her friends,Gathering in front of the small primitive church house. All with bibles in hand.

The girls entered the building. Tyrone scoped out some other things. Like the old man in overalls. He drove his old truck,Up to the side door. Tyrone watched him unload the cages of rattle snakes. Along with the gallon jugs of Strychnine.

Tyrone got all excited,Finally He would have a reason to bust her. But then,He saw the Chief's car pull in. Him and his wife. In there Sunday best,All so attending church there.

Tyrone just sat back and waited. As Sister Margaret,Played the piano. As a few Hymns were sang. He was close enough,to hear every word,Of the fire and brimstone sermon. As he preached on the Sins of the Flesh. He suffered as the banjo rang,And the fiddle squealed. As the spirit of the Holy Ghost filled the church. They all sang,and danced. Passing the serpents around,Some speaking in tongue.

Then Crystal walked out,The back door. Hand in hand,With the guitar picker,That sang lead in the blue grass band. They walked through the grass,And down the path. In to the woods. Tyrone was on there trail,To investigate. The path ended at a clearing,Where the out house stood.

He could hear her moaning. The sounds of sex. " She's not so innocent after all. " He said to himself. Through a crack in the wall,He watched. Her white dress was off. Her big tits were out of her bra. Standing in her high heels. Bent over. As the handsome young stud,Was fucking her from behind.

He watched as the young stud,Was balls deep inside her pussy. As he shot his load. The two lovers kissed,Then dressed. Tyrone wanted her more than ever.

Unable to bust her braking the law. He conspired a plan,With Mrs. Beasley. The assistant principal,At the High school.

Crystal was in her advanced trigonometry class,When Mrs. Beasley opened the classroom door.

" Crystal. I need to see you please. " Crystal gets up to follow her. She is led to the parking lot. At her car stood Tyrone. He was holding a leash,To a large German shepherd.

" I'm going to need to search your car. "

" Theirs nothing in my car. " Crystal said with confidence. She even handed him the keys. He looked through it,And pulled out a dime bag.

" That's not mine! I swear! "

" It come out of your car? " Tyrone added.

" You must have put it there! "

" Mrs. Beasley. Search her please. "

" Put your hands on your head,Spread your legs. " With he fingers inter locked behind her head. Mrs. Beasley started to search her. Classes were changing,A large crowed gathered,around her. Mrs. Beasley. Felt down her back,her sides. And then her front,Groping her,Over her blue denim shirt. She then started to unbutton it.

" Do we have to do this here? " Crystal cried out. Mrs. Beasley,Helped her out of her shirt.

" Bend over,Shake your tits. " Everyone watched,as she shook her big D cup breasts. Concealed by only her basic white bra. She moved down her body. Feeling every inch of her clothed body. Squeezing her crotch. Feeling her ass. All the way down each leg. Mrs. Beasley went to pulling Crystals high heels off.

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" Mrs. Beasley! Must we do this here? " Crystal cried out. Totality humiliated. She nervously looks down,Watching as her sexy high heels are removed and inspected.

" Those are like the ones Your sexy sister was wearing. When I busted her ass." Tyrone said.

The shoes are set down. Mrs. Beasley slowly,Looks at her hosed feet. Then up her body. Crystal's big pussy bulged,From the tight pair of Guess jeans,She was wearing. It had that perfect Camel toe,Look about it.

She reaches up,unsnapping the snap. The zipper is slowly unzipped. Her white bikini panties,Comes in to view. Her jeans fall a little. Teasing the students,That watched from behind. Slowly,They were pulled down,a little more. Showing her ass. And enough to show her stocking tops.

Mrs. Beasley. Notices the wet spot,In the crotch of Crystal's panties.

" Your pussy is wet. Is this turning you on? " Mrs. Beasley asks.

" No!!! " Crystal yells out. Tears running down her face. Streaking her makeup. Mrs. Beasley. Again takes hold of her jeans. She looks over at Tyrone. He nods. She pulls Crystal's jeans,All the way down. Crystal steps out of them.

Mrs. Beasley. Runs her hands up and down Crystal's nylon clad legs. She inspects,and examines her feet. Tyrone then handcuffed her hands,Behind her back.

" You can put your shoes back on now. " Crystal slid her feet,back in to them.

" Follow me. " Mrs. Beasley said.

The police car,was right there. But Crystal was being led. Back toward the school. She thought she was going to jail. And actually,She would prefer it. To get away,from her class mates. The crowed of students followed. Tyrone firmly held her upper arm. There was no escape. Inside the school. The students in the hallway parted. Allowing Crystal to be paraded around. They all watched in complete silence. All except for the clicking and clacking, Of the high heels. That Crystal and Mrs. Beasley wore. The sound echoed,throughout the corridor.

Then there was a flash,From a camera.

" This is going to be in the year book Crystal. " A nerdy girl,In glasses,and pig tails announced. She was led out another door. And across the back yard. Toward an old rusty trailer,That sat next to the woods. It dated back to the 50's In the old days,Before political correctness. This is where the retarded kids were kept. So they would not be a distraction to the others trying to learn.

Mrs. Beasley helped hold her steady,as she climbed the broke and shaky concrete block steps.

More to come.