Even though she knows this, she can't help herself if there is wine available. Conversely, my bro doesn't drink at all, so the stories are usually abo...t him having to take care of her as she was in la-la land.So, back to the story, on this particular weekend, my bro, sis-in-law, a couple of their friends and I were having a lazy afternoon in the sun. The men were watching football while the girls were chatting away. We'd all had quite a few drinks and that was fine as none of us were planning. So I had to rush to bathroom to clean again. We had a bath there together. He was rubbing his dick in my ass cracks and I was moving to re ignite him. We didn’t know that 5 hours have been spent in all these.I thought of moving back to home in next one hour but he was requesting me to stay over night since he was alone at home. I knew it was very difficult for me to convince my parents but he was pleading and I too want to stay with him because I also was enjoying his company. Then he gave me. .. she couldn't find another man like it.The she had grown disillusioned with men and had discovered the Sapphic love; so devoid of insecurities and selfishness; she never looked back... but a part of her kept calling.She had started to create a persona more in line with her hidden desires rather than herself... A darker version of herself; to satisfy her denied desires and to make them pay for all the wrongs she had ever been subjected to.She was going to be nasty, cruel and nasty.. Play with. And what scared me was if I could trust Isidora to love me back.After all, my futa-sister had fucked so many different girls, but never the same one twice.“No!” I shouted and then rushed forward. “I'm your Juliet, Romea!”Isidora jerked her lips back from Meagan's mouth. My futa-sister turned to stare at me in shock as I burst from the crowd. Before, all their eyes on me terrified me. Not because I didn't want the world to see me share my incestuous passion for my futa-sister, but because I.