I couldn’t focus the least bit on the soccer game: my mind and my hormones were still in Tisdale High, lusting over my very own sister. After a pit...ful performance on the field, I started to walk home, lost in my thoughts. How could this be going on at such a prestigious school? How come I was having highly erotic thoughts about my sister? I hated her, and yet, a dark demon inside of me only wanted to fuck her brains out. I repressed that thought right away: I’d only be lowering myself to. Alan knelt beside her bed extending his hands over her. At first he could find nothing wrong then he started to delve deeper. Finally he found that her energy center had shifted and was partly blocked. Cursing to himself he started to remove the blocks. Problem was she had over eighty five only a few less than him. Shaking his head this was going to take a while.An hour later he’d opened a third of them as she was finally starting to breathe easier. Reaching thirty he could finally feel her. ‘Yes, ok, please. . . .’ And the lightning flashed and the thunder boomed, her pounded into her deeply and then pressed his thumb into her. At that moment, she began pushing back onto his cock faster and opened herself up to his thumb. It was too much. He came harder that he ever had before and lost all ability to think or speak as he drained himself into her. When they had both calmed enough, he withdrew from her with a moan of satisfaction that she echoed. Stepping from the tub, they dried. “You idiot, first put some oil on your hand for lubrication.” I run to kitchen & got a bottle of oil. She was laughing at my hurry & excitement. “Shall I start?” “First you suck my ass hole. I want to feel your tongue in my ass.” She was kneeled on sofa, her boobs & head were on sofa. She spread her ass cheeks with both hands. I sucked her ass hole, try to put my tongue in her ass. I fingered her ass for a while, then put my tongue in her ass again. She started moaning. I put each finger of.