“I’m sorry. I just can’t fuck you anymore.” Not the sort of thing any male wants to hear, eh? Even when coming from one’s sister. I had been expecting this for weeks, but it was still a jolt, especially since it was delivered in the midst of one of those adolescent moments when you simply
Sarah crawled on her hands and knees across my queen sized bed. As she firmly nestled one of her knees against my pussy and lowered her generous breasts to mine and began stroking her nipples back and forth across mine she smiled and said, “How come I have to do all the work?” “Because it’s