I pushed up my glasses, my pigtails bouncing about my shoulders as I crossed my room and twisted the doorknob, the lock popping. I passed my eighteen-year-old sister’s bedroom. Her lips kissed me a little harder, a little bolder, almost begging me to kiss her back. My cock sprang out. I rolled the small nub between my pointer finger and thumb. “Oh, Clint, I was so bad.”
I stared at my little sister, my hand falling on Melody’s ass. Her glasses slipped back on her nose as she moved her head, soft sighs escaped kissable lips. Melody leaned back into my teddy bear like he was the back of a chair. He made my heart flutter and my pussy clench. “It hit you hard, his death,” Melody said, putting her arm around me, pulling me closer to her.
