For the better, I might add.My name is Trent Edwards, by the way. I was 26 years old when the ‘accident’ happened. I stand at an even 6-feet tall ...nd weigh in at 175 pounds. Solid pounds; I work out on a regular basis. I guess women considered me to be pretty good looking with my dark, almost black hair, but with unusually light green eyes. My features are regular without any odd or unusual features — no jug ears, my nose is straight and not too long.Hey, I’m not really that vain, but I think. Then we can chat. You're an American citizen, right?"She nodded."Then you have some rights," I said and gave her my good smile.So I drove back to my place and when I opened the door, I knew Roy had come and collected his slut of a wife. Her smell was almost gone. I got the girl a glass of lemonade and myself a beer and then I called her mother at home. She answered on the first ring. I told her who I was and that I had been ordered to look for her daughter. "Is your husband home?" I asked.When. It wasn’t hard to find. As the tip pressed against it, Rebecca gave a soft gasp, and I knew I’d hit my mark.She was still loose from the tongue-fucking I’d given her earlier, so my dick eased gently into her tight, warm bowels. She groaned sexually as her hungry butt eagerly swallowed every inch of my rod until my balls were mashing against her cheeks and my pubic hair was bristled as it rubbed against the bottom of her sack.Next began the slow, sweet process of making love. Careful not to hurt. And he's always hitting me up to get him out of a jam with her. Like he went out to help her buy a car. He agreed that this old Bug was a great buy. He told her he could rebuild the engine in a couple days and it would run like a charm. She bought it and he took it home. Then he called me and begged me to come and rebuild the engine so he didn't have to pay the local garage. The dummy didn't even know the engine was in the back! Of course, I did it. She's my sister and I'd do anything for her..