Her eyes are locked with yours. looking down into them, you feel almost like you could fall in at any moment."Look, John... You... we... I mean, you s...ouldn't have done that." She finally settles on a definite statement, an edge returning to her voice. Her eyes remain vulnerable though. She hasn't looked away."That was... that was rape. You raped me. I'm your little sister and..."Her breathing is getting a bit faster. Her chest is pushing against yoours."And you're my big bro, and... you. I heard a moan and music playing in the room. Angered, I thought my wife was cheating on me, this was going to be the last straw. I bust the door open about to freak out and I see them. Abigail and my wife Amanda, together, naked in bed. Abigail had been on her hands and knees, bent over with Amanda with her face deep into her ass cheeks. I didn't know what to think. Part of me was mad and the other part of me was extremely turned on. Neither of them heard me come in, as I stood there watching. ’ ‘What do you think Beverly will do?’ ‘I don’t know, but I know we need custody.’ ‘We’ve got an appointment with Marjorie in two days.’ ‘I know.’ They arrived at the house just then. ‘Promise me we’ll take her.’ He parked into the driveway as he answered, ‘She’s mine, baby.’ Sliding out of her seat, she shook her head. ‘No, she’s not. She’s ours.’ He came around the truck to wrap her in his arms. ‘God, I love you,’ he told her before covering her mouth with his own. She looped her arms. Leslie slowly removed her fingers, bringing them to her lips, licking Julia’s honey and smiling as Julia tried to catch her breath.Leslie softly kissed Julia’s brow, removing the tiny drops of sweat that had appeared there during their lovemaking session. She had released Julia from her grasp and scooted up to hold her lover close, squeezing her tight as Julia regained her composure from the quick and intense feeling she had just experienced.Having caught her breath, Julia hugged Leslie and.