For a while Suzy and I were not really speaking, heh, you know how it iswith siblings. Occasionally she'd try to help me find a date, but shedidn't wa...t any of her cool friends going out with her brother, so suchattempts were few and far between.School consumed us both, she had boyfriends, but she was determined toget to university and become a hot-shot lawyer or medic or something. Asfor me, well drawling and art were really all that took my fancy, but Iwas ok at school and I knew I was. This time, when she convulsed, he clutched her butt cheeks, rose a little off the chair, and convulsed in her.“Jessica,” he said a long time later.“Yeah?”“Do you think you could get up?”“Anchor the chair,” she said. The chair didn’t slip much when she pushed her feet against the floor and her hands against his shoulders. When he came out, a rush of fluid followed. She stopped moving for a minute to get the stuff on him instead of on the rug.“You okay?”“Ask me tomorrow.”He laughed. Her clothes. “It’s okay…” her words trailed off just as she felt her father’s finger work it’s way inside of her ass, slowly circling around inside of her. She felt her body slowly lose tension, her legs instinctively spreading.“See that’s not so bad, is it,” she felt her father’s other hand reach down and cup her breast, her hard nipple sliding against his fingers.Linda heard the rustle of clothing as she looked up at her mother, who was slowly removing her shirt. She felt her father’s finger pressing. That`s why almost everyone in the company (as you can imagine) thought about her that she is a slut. I must admit that I had the same thoughts about her. The only difference is that I had no problem about it. But the most important thing you must detain about her is that, not only that every little piece of her was screaming “sex” or fuck me”, but in time I also realised that sex and a good fuck were the only things she was thinking about (which, I must stress, I don`t think is a bad thing at.