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“What video are you watching?” “A James Dean submission video, now go away!” I smiled crookedly. “That, my dearest sister, was a lie. You know we can’t lie to each other, and we never keep secrets, so why mouth ful don’t you tell me what you’re really watching, or I’ll check the web activity log on the router and find out for myself.” She bit her lip. “You promise you won’t make fun of me?” “I’ll only make fun of you a little.” “You promise you won’t be mad?” “Why would I be mad at what you flick it to?” I laughed, climbing onto her bed. I pulled away her covers, revealing a body that was nearly identical to my own. She was slender and long-limbed, her shoulders narrow and delicate, and though her breasts were modest, they were pretty. Years of gymnastics had toned her silken belly with soft shadows of muscle, and had rounded her glutes into alluring domes that ornamented her wide hips. I’d seen her naked thousands of times, and she’d seen me just the same, and not once in all that time had either of us known shame because of it. So when Josie covered her breasts with her forearm and looked away with blushing cheeks, I became concerned. “Alright, what the hell are you movie watching that caused all tittyfucking this…” I trailed off when I read the title. Blonde Teen Sisters Fuck While Mom’s Away. I blinked. I blinked again. I looked at Josie, whose eyes were brimming, whose lip was trembling. If she had tried to play if off as just a kink, I would’ve given her nothing more than a gentle teasing. Shit, I’d watched incest porn simply because it established the barest amount of plot, and sprinkled just the right amount of guilt into the sex to get my motor running. But Josie wasn’t just mildly embarrassed; Josie was mortified. “How long?” I whispered. “I don’t know,” she sniffled, “I guess I always… you know, we’ve been with each other since the beginning, and you know… I thought we’d always be together, and you know, I just… when we started growing up, I always noticed how pretty you were, and… and…” She broke into a cry, curling gagged in on herself, her diaphragm wracked with sobs. “Oh my god Kelsey, I’m so sorry!” I pulled her into my arms, running my fingers through her hair, comforting her with the gentle rock of my hips. It was a maternal embrace that we’d needed to give to each other, because we’d never gotten it from who we were supposed to. “It’s OK, it’s OK.” I murmured into her ear over and over. Her breathing eased, and the rigid ball she’d contorted herself into relaxed. “This changes everything between us, doesn’t it?” She hissed into my arm. “Only if we let it.” I answered, watching the ‘teenagers’ (give me suckingdick a break) slithering together on Josie’s iPad. She appears wearing a green scarf around her wrist, her age regressed in the bacta tank to her twenties, when she was an elegant pretty redheaded woman with a freckled face and piercing green eyes. Jake was scared, John was five foot eleven inches feet tall 185 ponds and took care of himself physically and could snap the 160-pound boy in half and Jake knew it. I pull my finger out and your anus stays open. “ Oh, you didn’t come? Her voice trailed away. She said wiping her mouth with her arm.. He didn’t seem to be paying much attention to them, but he did frequently glance in their direction. He put on a sour face. Neither male was about to give as they kept going trying to outlast the other. “Unless a potential mother is greatly tittyfucking aroused– as in fucked almost out of her mind– her egg, though complete, cannot be released.” She cocked her head and said, “Some of our scientists have said that it might even be that the male sperm must be present even though it is not accepted by the egg.” We went home the next morning. I remember I found them when I was 18, I thought they looked a bit like E, so I took one, had a hard on for 4 hours, I wanked 50 times in those 4 hours, each gagged time I came heaps, plus my dick grew to almost 10 inches and as thick as a can of coke. I launched forward, folding my wings around mouth ful me and corkscrewing through the air, my body spinning like a rifled shot, with the blade acting as the tip. “Can’t she wait for two weeks?” I shuddered, shaking my head, confused why we were here and... “Will you be daddy’s good girl?” I whisper in her ear. Need a hand?” Kay had her hand on Kitty’s breasts. I looked over and suckingdick she was staring right at my cock which at half mast was about 4” and pretty thick, but only half way. The windows were still rolled movie up; they were both perspiring freely in the heated confines of the car, and the air was permeated with the smell of her arousal. But still give a few glances as I blushed. “It’s a trap.” I muttered, “They know I’ll come for her. Then I slowly made her stand up and brought her to the bed.Both of us were dead tired and exhausted by the vigorous lovemaking and sank to bed like two fallen tree-trunks. “I guess,” she said as my eyes followed her rump. "Oh, I don't think Sally's gonna mind one single bit. We are dancing close and I feel her temperature is high. Just before the game started, the lights were low and most of the men had their beers and drinks.