Well there was something odd about my face and hair that I just couldn't figure out. It looked like my hair was changing color. I was a light brown, a...most blonde, color this morning and now it looked darker. I just figured it was due to the thickness that was happening. The new hair did make me look and feel younger. I walked out of the mens room with my head held high. As I was walking out the door I got a strange look from Tonya. She looked at me and asked if I had changed my hair. I told. I looked in her eyes and quickly but as gently as possible rammed past her hymen. Tears quickly filled her eyes and I stood their trying not to hurt her. I kissed her I and started sliding in and out trying hard because it was so tight. Finally she let out an" ahh ummmm" yes I knew she was enjoying it now, so I started quickening the pace holding her legs apart drilling her."oh Fuck me Fuck me fuck me fuck me" was all I heard for the next ten minutes. Her body glistening with sweat than I. This time he didn't ease it in, she was already swollen and wet so that made it easier. But the shock of suddenly being invaded was to much for her and she cried out, so he bent down to cover her mouth with his. Kissing his sister like this was a new kind of passion for him. Their tongues swirling through the hot breaths they took, passionately pressing lips and teeth together. Biting at each others' mouths while he slipped his dick into her over and over, filling her up to the brim. Stretching. There weren't echoes in the barn. She knew. She had tried over and over as a child but had never found an echo in there.It looked like the barn. Over there was the butcher shop. There was the big drain that had that funny acrid smell of old blood that tickled her nose. There was the big grinder for the sausages. And the neat row of the silvery little ear tags that Daddy cut out of the slaughtered animals ears to identify them, eight of them, all lined up, but the rings were too small, somehow..