My mother knew that I would never leave my father. I was eighteen when my dad started touching me. I can still remember the first time he slipped his ...and inside my panties. He had come into my room to kiss me good night, I was lying in bed and I was wearing a white t-shirt and a pair of pink panties, when daddy leaned over and kissed me on my forehead, that’s when I felt a tug on my waistband. When I looked down I saw my dad’s hand caressing my small warm pussy for the first time. “Hush baby. Josh stood there holding something behind his back. He smiled at it was roses he had for me. "I had to get these for you mom. I know I'm a day early but Happy Mother's Day."I almost felt relived. He was just here to give me my flowers. That was so sweet! I was relieved since I thought he was the one who had sent me that letter with instructions not Michael.I laughed and got up holding the pillow against my almost naked body. "Oh! Thank you. I thought you were... oh never mind. Just set them. “I won’t tell,” I said. An idea clicked in my mind. If Dave was coming over, which meant they were going to fuck. Which meant she was going to have to get naked. She would have to show off her pussy for him to slide into her.“You better not, or you can walk to school, Wendy.”I nodded my head.“I’m going to take a shower. If Dave shows up, don’t be weird around him.”“I’ll be good.”Clarissa whirled around and headed upstairs. My heart clenched. I couldn’t really be doing this, right? But I had to. Now she was ready to cum for her dear brother again.Thomas wanted more too. He pulled against her lower back and brought Kit low. Leaning over him now he planted his hands firmly on her ass and kissed her hanging breasts like Allan refused to. Kit moaned and offered herself, though her hips moved faster and faster as he suckled his sister. Their hot breaths mingled, just like their sweat and cum, mixing together between their bodies in their taboo act. brother and sister drew closer, and desire.