“Mmm, that’s it baby,” she moaned. After a few moments of feasting on her tits and feeling her wet shaved pussy grind on my cock, I was lost in...the moment, but just as quickly now, things suddenly take a turn. With sudden force and a pull at both my wrists, I feel them quickly being pulled behind my back and forcefully cuffed together. Amber leans in and whispers in my ear, “Don’t go anywhere, baby.” I look up to see Brian, the trainer from the gym, taking Amber by the hand and walking her a. “I don’t want to be a slut; I want to be a nice girl!” “Katie, don’t cry! You’re not a slut! Honest!” he told her earnestly. “Honest, you’re not!” “Yes I am, but I don’t want to be!” she cried. “Billy, will you hate me if don’t… finish… what we were just doing?” “Katie, you’re my sister, and I could never hate you.” he said. “You think what we were just doing makes you a slut? Oh, Katie, no, nice girls do that! I swear they do!” “Trust me, Billy, I‘m a slut. That‘s what I‘m afraid of. . We were all home schooled so until we went to college we were pretty isolated from others. I don't know of any i****t between my mom and dad and any siblings but there was quite a lot between us siblings. We were always together in the pool or seeing each other naked or half naked around the house was a common thing and no one said there was anything wrong with it. Dad was away on business a lot. Mom was always at some function or charity benefit so we were always in the care of nannies and. I shined the light in her face and it was Catherina. She only had her panties and a t-shirt on.“Jesus! You gave me a scare,” I exclaimed. “Why would you try and sneak up on me?” I asked and kissed her. She tried to wiggle out of my grasp but it was totally useless.“Could you please take the light out of my face?” she requested. “I feel like I’m being interrogated by Let.”“Let? What? The big guy from the train station?” I asked and she started telling me about the Youngsville police. There were.