So I reached under her chin with my hand, lifted it, and kissed her for the third time. She had on her running gear, was laughing, gave me a kiss on the cheek, and shot out the front door. Lucy continued to hold my hand as she led me into our foyer and released it only to remove and hang her coat as I did the same. My hand, encouraged, did more than brush as I gently cupped her breast and fondled it, my thumb moving across her stiffening nipple as my sister’s moan was replaced with “oh god…Tom…that’s so good…” and almost to herself “feels so good”. I wasn’t kidding when I said I want to feel you ‘bareback’, bro. Faster, faster and harder yet, my cock continue to pierce my sister’s vagina, its walls getting wetter and wetter, slicker and slicker as our sexual communion reduced our verbal communion to feral moans and gasps. Her nursing school was residential, even though we were in the same town, but she came home weekends. She headed upstairs
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