Midway through drafting a letter, Christiana asked him and Betsy tohelp her move a couple of Federal Express shipments that had come infrom a supplier... Brandon gave no objection and complied in silence.While Christiana and Betsy took the smaller boxes, Brandon was leftwith the largest box to carry. Brandon felt that given his naturalstrength advantage that this was unobjectionable. He reached down andpicked up the box and struggled to lift it."Oh, hell, no," Brandon muttered to himself as he. She didn't move while I positioned my body under her nearest leg. I moved up close enough to get my hard cock in. Some of her brother's cum was oozing out of her The one leg over my body was like a limp rag. As I was fucking her, I thought about his cock buried in her earlier today. I thought I might as well not rush. I kept fucking her for a long time.During this time I remembered my sexy time with Aunt Jane this afternoon. She had given me a good blow job and I fucked her doggie style. I knew. I was thinking hard about how she looked so I got into my bed and slipped off my shorts. Revealing my seven-inch cock, I closed my eyes and relaxed gripping my cock imagining my sister. I thought about her getting on the bed taking my cock and stroking it for me, licking the shaft slowly and teasing my tip with her tongue.As I was beginning to start masturbating my door smacked open, it was my sister. "C-Clark! GET OUT!" was the only thing I could think of at the time to say. I looked at my. He through me a towel and said "clean yourself up bitch". The four other lads went off downstairs leaving me to clean myself up. I took the panties off and wiped as much cum off as I could and put them back in the dirty laundry basket. I washed my cum down the sink and washed the rest of my arse and legs. I dressed and went into the bedroom. The other had made a good job of covering their tracks and had left everything neat and tidy. Still feeling a bit dirty and humiliated I went downstairs.