.. pain and abuse and suffering on you, and it wasn’t right, bro! I can call you that, right, bro?” Natasha told me while wrapping her legs even t...ghter around my waist to take me deeper into her dripping wet gash.“Yes ... sis ... oh ... fuck, yeah!” I groaned as I pumped harder and deeper inside my stepsister’s luscious twat.“I set a horrid example before, but I’m proud to set a better one now. Family healing through incest, sharing, and bondage,” Mom winked at me and the twins.“I want to call. I can tell you right now that I haven't had any kind of sex with anyone in over a month so the test should prove that I am clean," Kendall said."And neither Barbara or I have had sex with anyone other than each other since we've been married so our test should be good as well," Roger said."Well, I will get the test done and have the results for our next meeting then. I hope it's soon, this was a lot of fun!" Kendall said. We all kissed goodbye, Kendall and me first, then Kendall and Roger. I. I am just honest with myself. There are far prettier girls than me, and they have better bodies.” I took a large swig of my drink, having to force it past the lump of tears that had formed a painful barrier in my throat. I’d had self-esteem issue for as long as I can remember. Outwardly confident and outgoing, if not a little reserved. Inside it was a different story. My mind flashed back to the occasions throughout the night, times when I had felt so uncomfortable. People’s smiles and. ..," she drawled as I removed my crash helmet, "You made it," and with that predatory light burning once more in her eyes she said with a sex charged giggle. "Get your kit off," as she dropped her skirt and stepped out of it.As I stood beside her I realised that she towered over me in her heels and was probably a good couple of inches taller than me without them. Her body was much more rounded and plump that current fashion dictated but as her tailored jacket followed her skirt leaving her clad.