"He brought a guy back from the dead!" Shhh!" I hissed, trying to quiet her as I glanced around to see who might have overheard her, embarrassed by th... whole event. I'd prevented everyone from talking about it for most of the day, so I guess it was only natural that she'd be eager to discuss it now. Still, the whole topic made me very ill at ease. "The guy was hardly dead," I insisted. "He was merely unconscious." Ha! Dad, the guy had been unresponsive for a full half-hour, and the only reason. Obviously he'd cum into them, the nasty bitch, and god knows what else.He craned his head around, mortified that I had found them. Ironic, since he was perfectly comfortable bent over his desk with his pants down around his ankles."You've been cumming into my panties!" I hissed.I pushed a finger into his ass right as I leaned over and shoved the soiled thong into his mouth when he opened it to gasp in shock and pain. I'd lubed the finger when he wasn't looking so it slid in easier than I. My mind had won the fight, and I moved to get off his lap as I came to my senses. He tried to stop me, his hands on my waist, but I moved away. ‘I’m sorry, hon, but I can’t do this.’ I saw the hurt in his eyes. ‘Chris, if we do this, there’s no going back. If we cross that line and things don’t work out, not only will we both be hurt, but we will have lost a friendship both of us cherish.’ He didn’t say a word, just nodded his understanding. The look in his eyes was eating away at me, so I told. His hands found the back of her head, tangling his fingers in her soft hair and drawing her even closer to him. He was tentatively kissing her at first, testing the boundaries, before his tongue began to probe her mouth. Lucy’s eyes snapped open at the intrusion, but slowly surprise gave over to pleasure as her eyes gradually closed again. For never doing this before, her brother was a natural. He knew exactly how much tongue to use, when to caress, when to suck.Slowly, one of his hands.