”“What kind was it?”“It was ... a paternity test.”“Oh. A what?”“Jason, you don’t mention this to anyone, especially your sister. I w...ll tell her when the time comes, probably next week.”“Okay.”“Jim Powell is Grace’s father.”“I thought dad died ... uh, what?”“Your father and Grace’s father are not the same.”“But Grace and Dad...” I said. My mind had stopped functioning at that moment.“Grace is your half-sister, Jason.”I sat in silence contemplating this.“So...”“Yes.” Mom said nodding.“Then that. His mouth crashed into mine and his tongue demanded entrance. His hand at my throat never hurt, but called to a place deep in me. My body responded with heat, and moisture pooling in my core. When his hand fisted my hair my breathing intensified. When his cool touch slid from my throat to travel over my exposed chest I knew I would deny him nothing. His hand slipped under my shirt and bra seeking my already erect nipple. He pinched the hardness between his finger and thumb. My head fell back. “Ryan, what the hell?”“What?” Ryan asked.“You just told me to put on that pink tank and I did.”“Walk out to the living room and I will tell you.”Michelle shrugged and walked out there. Ryan smiled as she sat on the couch. No need to use control there. Michelle was still looking a little confused.“Okay, it is pretty straight forward--” he was cut off by Tina walking in. The brunette with the hazel eyes. She hates me Ryan thought to himself.“Ryan what the hell are you doing here? I thought she. She even picked up one or two leaks on her chin and sucked it.I had never seen such a slutty woman and i knew she would do anything for me.My cock all wet from the blowjob was ready to fuck her now.I turned her around and propped her up on her elbows and knees.I wanted to fuck her like a bitch she is.Nysa was just following my every action without any protest.More than that she was loving the way i pushed her around and dominated her.I poked at her pussy entrance and drove in with one thrust.I.