At work during my times of deep depression - i have imagined Hannah many times cheer leading for me in the nude....Yes, by the way i go to a therapist... I'm what you would call a man with a fantasy incest problem...i guess i have it bad for her Hannah...Hanaha is my 18 yr.old daughter. My wife is great at home when we love make...its just how do u call it old school. There are Saturdays when i find myself in my daughter's bedroom picking up a pair of her panties and just masturbating hardcore.. Sex with Richard was special, very special, just her mix of fun, adventure and pure lust. Thinking of him she pulled her phone from her bag. They had got into the playful habit of sending flirty texts during the day, and she was hoping that something special was waiting for her. Sadly, not the flirty text she had been hoping for, but a very ‘business like’ one instead. “Mark, my friend from uni will survey. 10.00 at the project. Text the postcode.” Well, Lucy thought to herself, he must be. I examined my now slender hands and saw there was no nail polish, and unlike Cathy's nails, MY nails needed some shaping. WHOA! SHAPING? Whatever put that thought in my head? Was that idea a remnant of Cathy's thoughts? Hmm, I wondered if there's any more of Cathy's thoughts lingering in my head. If there was it might help me now. Finally I got out of the bath and dried myself on a nice soft towel, feeling my body tingle as I gently rubbed it against my perky breasts. I wrapped it around me. I sat back and looked into her eyes and don't know what made me do it but I gently placed a kiss on her lips while placing a hand on her cheek. I didn't know what to expect but she began to return the kiss and our lips parted as our tongues started to explore each others mouths. I couldn't believe I was sitting her kissing my sister. I gently broke the kiss and said."Sis we can't do this its not right." She didn't say anything but leaned in and kissed me I melted into the kiss and my hands.