"What do you want?" I want to keep doing things too. We said we would date other people, but now I'm beginning to wonder if I can handle it. The tho...ght of you with someone else..." Sweetie, let's not think about it right now. We have time before we have to figure it out," I said.The ringing telephone stopped our conversation. Glen went out to answer the phone while I grabbed towels for us. I walked into the stateroom, handing my brother a towel. He hung up and turned to me."It was Jenny.. Starting to breathe heavily she immediately straddles his waist, her hands forcing Michael's shoulders into the bed. "I'm not your sister. I'm adopted."Startled, Michael tries to digest the information, though it gets increasingly hard to keep a clear mind as he watches his sister, from her flowing, low cut blouse down to where it just reaches the top of her low cut jeans. Clutching at his shirt she pulls him partway up and says, "Mom confirmed it. And I've known you've always found me. Friday was delicious torture as I brought back an interracial gay man couple who took turns fucking our asses doggie style, then making them fuck each other and cum all over us. I coulda done without that last part but they did taste good.It's Saturday night and she usually gets extra kinky but surprises me by volunteering to go out herself to score. She winds up bringing home a big juice ebony older couple whose eyes light up when they see my bare tits. The wife, or whoever, squeezes them and. My cock hardened at the thought of teaching her the facts of life.About two hours later the doorbell rang at my home. When I opened the door, there was a police officer standing in front of my wife, protectively, and a female officer behind her, physically supporting her.“Mr. O’Dell?”“Yes, Officer...” I read the name from the small plate on his uniform, “Wilson. How may I help you?”“You’re aware of the murder that your wife was a witness too?”“Of course. I was standing no more than eight feet.