I get full control when I turn eighteen. That isn't what I wanted to hear but I know that things like that happen when someone dies.On Sunday during d...nner dad tells me about chores. Everybody contributes because everyone is working or going to school. My job will be to split wood for the day and make sure the fire is going in the stoves in the family room and kitchen when I get home from school. There will be some nights when I don't do; it will fall on James shoulders. I am to make sure. The stories of interest to me are incest, Group and lesbian. Anything which needs un natural sex then it interests me most. After reading all the stories many times again and again and masturbating or doing sex with my partners same way mentioned in stories I thought of wiring my real life storyHere it isIt’s an incest story. Sex with my niece who is my sister’s daughter. The best part of incest sex is that the partners agree do everything you demand as they do not have choice. Practically they. The horror of the entire situation, Zeke’s attempted rape of Tara, his brutal murder of his brother Merle (who Zeke had called Ox, to make fun of his immense size and strength, along with his obviously limited mental ability), my wounding Zeke with his own gun, and Tara’s decision to torch their cabin with Zeke inside, alive, but disabled by his wounds, nearly overwhelmed me. I could barely drive through the deep snow, torn between the urge to cry openly from my terror and exhaustion, to be. “I never do anal before.” I give her a warm smile and hold the lube bottle in-front of her as I very very gently start to finger her tight wet vagina. “I know, It’s OK it doesn’t hurt, I’ll be really gentle.”She sighs then with a cute smile she looks at me. “Hmmm...OK.” I tell her to “Just lay down and close your eyes and relax like you’re having a massage.” I’ve deflowered my fair share of back gardens in my time. It’s no different than deflowering a ladies front garden only the back door has.