Her hands fumbled in the dark until she had hold of my sabotaged penis. Damn! “This is what I wanted,” Cynthia said as she started grinding her pelvis against my hardening erection. She sucked harder and began bobbing her head up and inch then back down two. …to be continued. I’m not sure what is scarier: her fucking me and pretending to be my sister or her refusing to pretend to be Aida? We used to sleep in the same bed when we wee little but our family moved into a bigger house when I was eight and my dad made us sleep in our own rooms from then on. I laid there in shock, enjoying her mouth on me. “Come to watch tv with me?” I asked her. I wasn’t hard enough to get into her tight hole. [chapter one]
My sister and I are a little over a year apart.
