She had just become cognizant of what had happened when a barrage of emotion and thought overwhelmed her. During that brief contact, Cassie could not ...eparate her thoughts from Heather's. Thus when Heather thought about manipulating people, Cassie's mind conjured her old doubts about Heather's motivations.By the time Cassie could disentangle herself, a wave of guilt and self-doubt from Heather's mind swept her away like a riptide. Cassie was confused and angry at herself. She wanted to withdraw. Denise got back in the hot water a very relaxed young lady. Her knee touched mine so I slipped my hand up it toward her pussy. I hit my wife’s hand that was already there.My wife said, “I gave her the last one! You can give her the next one!”So I got to finger fuck Denise with my wife’s permission. I rubbed her clit and shoved my fingers into her sweet pussy. She even let me slip my middle finger into her asshole and my thumb into her pussy. That’s something we guys call six-pack. That’s how. It’s almost 10!”“I know, I guess this weekend took a lot out of me.”“You and me both. I like having everyone around, but it can be exhausting. I love these days at home by myself, and it’s even better now that my little brother is here.”Nick looked up and smiled back at his loving sister. Her hair was still wet and her skin damp and fragrant from her warm shower.“You did seem pretty quiet this weekend though. Is everything ok? Are you settling in here alright?” Rebecca knew how tough Nick’s. As a boy, it’s not easy growing up with a sister who has a bigger penis than you do.My family isn’t exactly normal. Cassie’s dad was killed in car crash when she was only a year old. Mom got married again and had me, but my dad ran off with a car show model when I was seven, leaving my mom to take care of us by herself. We’ve been though some rough times, but I think we’re closer because of it. And also weirder.My sister Cassie is…well, different. When Cassie was born she was what they call.