I was packing up the van when I noticed that Tammy's backpack had fallen to the floor and spilled its contents across the back of the van. I reached o...er and set it upright. There was an ID of some kind lying on the floor. It wasn't a driver's license. I picked it up. Oh, a high school ID. Not a bad photo although she probably hated it. I looked at her smile and felt a warm glow. Then I noticed the grade, sophomore. What? And then the birthdate. I did some quick mental math, sixteen. Sixteen?. "Janie stood on tiptoes and kissed Joel. I'm so glad you're all here big brother. I love you all so much." We love you too Janie. We're here for you. Now let's get started."Janie headed for the bedroom, pulling Joel along behind her. She went to the closet and pointed to the top shelf."Hank always kept a locked metal box on the top shelf. See if it's still there Joey. I never knew what was in it but maybe he had some insurance."Joel could see the box and reached up and took it down. It was. " I am shocked to hear myself beg for my tits to be painted, amazed that my pussy is wet just thinking about it. After everyone paints my tits from each distance, I paint them from inches away and then ask Anna what is next, pretty sure of what her answer will be, and actually eager to hear her say it. "Lie on the table and spread your legs." I do as instructed, no longer able to argue with my daughter's commands. Once my pussy lips are stretched out and taped in place, Anna ties a cord. He focused on his breathing and let his dick plunge in and out of Christy's sister, oblivious to the stream of raunchy shit escaping her lips. It wasn't until he felt comfortable enough to glance back to Christy that things went awry. Christy had her eyes half rolled to the back of her head in a semi-meditative state as the gigantic vibrator blasted her clit to numbing oblivion. She was letting out little whispers of her own though, and Charlie couldn't help but hear. "Fucky my sister fuck my.