My mom and her husband Steve would laugh and they too would play in the leaves with us. Now Steve is our step- father, he married mom when John was 10...and I was five, but almost from the start both John and I thought of him as our father. Our real father passed away before I was born, and John has very few memories of him, so really Steve A.K.A daddy is the only daddy we have known. <,Pardon the pun>, Anyhow let me get on with this little confession. I am now seventeen. And we are getting. We used to talk little naughty on calls and on the texts. I don’t when it went full sexually talk. She used to share a naughty pic and I used to send her my tool pics.It was her birthday and she called and asked can we go out as I am very lonely. It’s been 7 months since my friend left. We went out around 10 am in the morning. In Alpha One she shopped many things. It was around 2 pm we went to the restaurant to eat. I asked what the plan now. I was able to see how horny she was but I don’t want. He took hold her hips and gently entered her pink moist pussy from behind. Her gown covered her top, but her bare bottom was exposed to William’s hands as he pounded his sister’s unprotected cunt. “Don’t hurt me, Willy. I don’t want Daddy to hear us. Put it in slowly. Fuck me nice and easy. Oh, that’s it. Mmmmm. Yeah, just like that. Keep going. Oh, Willy, give me that meat.” She knew he liked when she talked dirty to him. He tightened his grip on her waist and pushed a little. I didn’t want to push him as long as he would do it now. My face must have shown my disappointment. ‘There is no point in talking with him until he’s ready. It’s like trying to do calculus before you learn algebra.’ Sunny read my expression. ‘That’s what Jeff told me. I didn’t quite get it either, but I’m sure it’s a good analogy. This is a tough one. Maybe it’s more like you can’t explain something to somebody else until you understand it yourself. I don’t know, that could be right. ‘In any.