The real Rosaline was back at home in her room and wouldn’t remember any of this. She gives you the stink eye and mutters something about a fucking pervert under her breath before huffing and leaning in, yanking the water bottle out of your hand and jerking it away. You turn to look at Marie, but she’s already cast in shadow and alien runes. “Stop fucking around and get back in your seat Rose, or I swear to god you’re grounded for a week!” says your step-mom, wonderfully oblivious to the deep, violent incestuous throat dredging her daughter just received less than a foot away. You stare on, your erection rubbing against the struggling girl’s tummy as your sibling-in-crime hovers above the poor girl’s head. Yeah, you were just the best brother alright. Marie pushes down on the top of her head hard, fully hilting you balls deep in her throat.
