That made her giggle, which also was the cutest giggle I had yet to have heard.You can tell how badly, and how long I’ve had the hots for my sister....At ten years old I didn’t need to rationalize that. My friends had all reinforced my thinking, by telling me how cute my older sister was.As she was finished in the tub, she asked me for a towel. I handed her a washcloth. “Funny boy,” she said as she reached over me to get a towel. I latched on to the nearest breast with my mouth and wouldn’t let. "Oh yeah, you like that sweetheart?" he whispers, just as lost in the moment as I am. I can feel his cock thrusting at an urgent pace now inside my clenching pussy.Oh, fuck, I thought. I shouldn't be holding this, reading this. My dick was already stiff and in my hand. I was stroking the vein that was pulsating just a little, thinking of driving it right into her pussy like she wanted. My hands must've wandered over to that straining zipper and belt, and pulled it out. This was so bad, so. When she couldn't stand it any longer she snapped at Kelly that if she didn't tell him what was going on, then she would. Kelly looked pale, and said that she didn't know how. Moon Flower snorted and snapped, "Just tell him! He will do what he will do and there isn't anything that you can do about it." Kelly bit her lip and thought about it. She then nodded her head and said that as soon as he returned from hunting, that she would talk to him. Moon Flower heaved a sigh of relief.She then went. I start as I hear the door open. It’s a man. Perhaps in his fifties, but younger looking. There is something of Colin Firth about him. He is very smartly dressed. Almost over the top. His outfit borders on black tie. Even through my bleary eyes I notice the intense shine of his shoes. They do not look cheap. He does not introduce himself. Instead he walks in with the confidence of somebody who is used to being obeyed. He seizes the curtains and pulls them open to reveal another blue-sky day..