This is…isn’t it?”
“Incest?” she asked frankly, the wickedness of the word sending a naughty thrill up her spine. “Please, sir…please, fuck me! Okxxx “What’s the worst that could happen?”
They went back to staring for a few seconds, before Craig shook his head, and decided to just do it. She’d never admit it to him—she could hardly admit it to herself—but she found two things equally hot about what they were doing. “Back seat,” he grunted in response. Craig had no intention of stopping himself from knocking on his older sister’s door whenever he got an erection, but the guilt was slowly returning. It’s been 7 and a half weeks now…tell me. Oh, please, Master…fuck me!
