I never caught my dad and my sister fucking but I had spied on them many times. Sometimes I enjoyed it very much and fingered my pussy and sometimes I...felt so jealous of her. I was jealous because Dad always let her do what she wanted and because she got to suck my dad’s fine cock. I didn’t know how these things started between Dad and Amy but sometimes I felt really angry at my sister. Sometimes I thought that Dad started fucking my elder sister right after our mom died. That night the three. Rim me. Ram it in deep. Does that taste good? You like it? Suck all my hot, nasty assjuice from my tight, dirty ass. Ohhh, deeper, that’s it. It feels so nasty when you lick it like that, spread my ass and really get in there. Suck it hard. Spit in it. Spit in my dirty fucking hole. Work it up there with your tongue. Eat my fucking dirty ass you son of a bitch, lick it, taste all my nasty ass flavors. Damn, that feels so fucking sexy. Ram your fucking tongue in there so far you can. I grabbed Tara’s face and kissed her deeply. I could taste my sex on her lips as we made out. Our hands caressed each other. The sun was starting to set below the trees and the air was getting chilly. It was time to head back to the cabin. We got dressed and walked back holding hands. We cooked dinner together and danced around the cabin listening to Ellie Goulding’s latest. Soon it was late evening and the temp dropped to below freezing. We lit a fire and sat down on the soft rug. . “I’m just relaxing.”“In the living room? Instead of your bedroom? You’re never around when I’m doing my yoga.”I shrugged.She stared at me. “I don’t know what you’re up to, but if you try anything when Dave shows up...”“Dave’s coming over?” I shuddered. “Does Mom know you’re having a boy come over.”She rolled her eyes. “I’m seventeen.”“But, still, you know her rules.”“Are you going to tell?” She planted her hands on her hips as she faced me. I shuddered, I could see the yoga pants molding to her.