I forced a yawn. I rubbed my eyes. Nothing! I got up and went to the kitchen where I grabbed the orange juice from the refrigerator and took two large...gulps from the bottle. Wiping my lips with the back of my hand, I headed to my computer but changed directions and went to my bedroom. Flopping onto the bed, I lay staring up at the ceiling with my hands clasped behind my head and my elbows out. What was the hero going to do? If he followed his desires, how would his sister react?I was distracted. " So you're trying to give him a case of testosterone poisoning to get him to the point where he will rape you?" You can't rape someone who's doing her best to get you to fuck her." She said. "I want him to need to cum so badly that he will tear off my clothes and screw my pussy as brutally as he's treating your boobs. By the way, that's really turning me on. I'd be afraid if he were doing it to me, but feeling it through you is incredible. It's just so primal, so animalistic to be treated that. “What do you reckon.” She asked.“Not bad.” “Not fucking bad?? You cheeky bastard.” She growled.“Ok.” I said, smiling. “Fucking stunning actually.”“That is better. Now let’s have a feel of this monster. How long is it?” She asked, stepping toward me and wrapping the long, slender fingers of her right hand around the middle of my shaft.I didn’t answer; instead I pushed my right hand between her legs, sliding my fingers through her thick long bush in search of her pleasure button. It wasn’t hard. I fell on my bed, crying, not knowing what to do. He went back to have his smoke. Ashqar walked towards me and whispered in my ears, “You really thought I loved you, didn’t you? With boobs like these and an insecure mind to play with, why shouldn’t I try my luck?”“But you were the one being disrespectful to me from the beginning. Ignoring me for that idiot Sreekanth! From the day I saw you I wanted to fuck your brains out. But I controlled myself just because these guys told me to. Now that.