After going through all this emotional battle in my mind I thought of seducing my bro. I completely started to change my activities at home; I started...spending a lot of time with him. I used to wear tight dresses and hit on him whenever possible. I started playing pillow fights with him and fall on him pressing my boobs over his chest. I would give him a lot of chances to see my cleavage. But he wasn’t giving any sort of positive responses so far and this made me upset but one day as I bent. ”“Ok, I’m coming!” I yelled.When I opened the door, Tatiana stood there in front of me. She was the last person I expected to see this morning. She rubbed her hands together, trying to warm them up. I looked thoroughly to see if she was with anyone. She was alone.“You invite in or I stand in cold,” she said.I stared at her for a moment before I stepped aside, making way for her to come inside. She slowly walked into the room. She gave the place a quick scan, before she walked up to the bed,. More importantly, I need to cum for him. One small lick, one touch, and any self control I normally have is gone. He has trained me well, I can hold my orgasms for a long time. Not now. Not this horny, this high, this in need. He knows, and cruelly avoids touching me. So desperate to cum arent you my little slut? He torments, gently trailing his tongue all around my clit between words. I nod furiously and moan desperately. Suddenly, it all stops. He is off the bed, and not touching me. I feel. Beverly gave my mother a long list covering my care and feeding. Then she produced a big plastic bag containing about ten plastic bottles of a white liquid. The bottles were all neatly labeled as if from a pharmacy. Of course it was really Maddie’s nut-butter, her teen-cream, her penis-batter, her pearly-paste, her spunk-junk, the steamy white sap of her loins. Mom promised to stand on my head until I drank a bottle every day. And that wasn’t the complete prescription. More Maddie-juice was.