Lucy went upstairs, and I followed, determined to catch her out. She stripped off to her thong, and got into bed. In bed, i lay behind her and tried t... feel the front of her panties. "Cut it out". I tried again, and this time i felt they were wet. "You've had sex, havn't you?" I asked. "No, way, now go to sleep". I waited a minute, then slipped my finger inside her panties, into her gaping pussy. Staight in. It was warm, and sticky. She had been caught out. I opened my mouth to speak, but Lucy. "We will decide whatclothes you wear, who your friends are, what you eat, what time you go tobed... everything that parents decide for little children. And when youdisobey, you will be punished accordingly." Andthat means all the time, everywhere," said John. "Don't worry; wewon't go out of our way to humiliate you. For example, no loving parent wouldever spank their children in the mall..." Exceptmaybe for a smack on the bottom," Michelle interjected."Well,yes, maybe a swat or two if deserved.. Soon we were kissing almost savagely, our tongues entwined and growls escaping from both of our throats. Tears still trickled from my eyes, but soon they mingled with the sweat of my passion and were lost. Your hands caressing my back touched bare skin as the back of my shirt rose, and I groaned in pleasure and anticipation. That was all you needed - suddenly your hands were everywhere, undoing buttons, tugging at clothes, caressing my skin. I started doing the same, and soon we were like. But I was beyond caring at this particular moment. I abandoned all modesty as he removed my sweat pants and panties together. I spread my legs, allowing my stepbrother to be the first person to look at, no, the correct term is ‘study’, my wet dilated vagina.Michael pushed my legs wide apart as he looked up inside me. I could feel my vaginal juices slowly leaking from me. I wondered, 'could Michael could see the wetness seeping from my opening? Could he see how wet and aroused he had made me?.