I introduced my new friend as Elf, and that's what they called her. She didn't correct them and we had a big breakfast. Mom served ham, quiche, cinnam...n rolls, fruit, sausages, orange juice, and coffee. Mom and Bill had a ton of food that they would serve as breakfast leftover's for the rest of the holidays. Elf was full when she got out of the chair. Bill and I washed the dishes and put away the food as was custom. Mom excused herself for a minute.We gathered around the tree and exchanged. She caressed it. I shuddered, squeezing my butt-cheeks around her face. I savored the treat. This wonderful delight of her tongue pushing and wiggling against my anal ring.“Bryana!” I gasped when her tongue had popped into my bowels. “Oh, Bryana, that's so naughty.”“What did she do to you, kitten?” Mom asked.“Yes?” Aunt Nadine moaned, fondling her large breasts as she stared at me with hunger in her eyes.“Bryana's got her tongue in my asshole.” I quivered, feeling the naughty sensations running. The next morning, Grace’s alarm clock woke up both of us. It was a Saturday, and she had softball practice in an hour. I, however, had nowhere to go. Grace climbed out of bed and took off her nightgown so that she was bare naked. We had no problems changing in front of each other, but I didn’t want her to know that I was gawking. I watched her change but still pretended to be asleep; I partially cracked my eyes so that they appeared closed. Her breasts were beautiful and bouncy, and when she. "When this is over, as close as we've been, we'll probably be a lot farther apart," she said. "It's been bugging me." I know," I said. "Because we can't just go from siblings, to fucking, and back again. Right?"I shrugged. "Do you want to talk about this now?" What do you think?" I think if we decide, right now, or next week, or whenever, to stop, and we stick to it, we might just be able to look back on this as a weird, wild time, and move on with our lives."Monica tried really hard not to.