She was determined to go to my room, so I should make sure she entered the correct room and not accidentally intrude on my sister.Alyssa paused in fro...t of my sister's room. I knew why. Sara and Andy didn't hold back their sounds."Is that your sister?" she asked."And her boyfriend." And they're doing it?" My parents won't be home until after six." Lucky! My mom doesn't work so Alex and I always have to go somewhere else to do it with a boyfriend."I motioned to my open bedroom door. I didn't. I really felt bad for my sister and was very angry with her bf. I was angry at him not because he broke up with her but because he was such an idiot to leave such a hot girl.I brushed her hair from her face with my finger and wiped her tears. She looked me into my eyes and I could see something different in her eyes. Was it rage or love or lust? I couldn’t understand but the next thing she did blew my mind away.My sister held my head, pulled me close to her and kissed me. I couldn’t believe my. Within my thoughts I was becoming more and more attracted to it…..Until one time when I did!But there were other things about it that, and in no better way to put it, stimulated me starting at the very young age of around ten years or so.I first started getting these thoughts and feelings from the time I experienced my first enemas as a c***d in the 5th grade. I remember always feeling somewhat aroused when and after having one. I would experience my cock getting as hard as a little rock and. Twenty-five years we’ve been married she’s never once let me take a photo of her naked. Not once. It was a candid shot. She was much younger, in her 20s probably, and she was kinda bent over sticking her ass out towards the camera, looking back over her shoulder at the photographer, a raunchy mouth-open “Yeah!” grin on her face that I knew well. And her fingers were digging into her quim.“Who took this?” I asked, sorta breathless. The photo had been taken from inside a van. It was nighttime and.