Then he just had this stunned yet a little frightened look on his face. “What do you mean you wanna be with me?” Steve asked. Then I started spark...ng a few tears. I thought he was just so mad at me. “I wanna be with you Steve. I love you, not like a brother, but like a lover,” I replied. “No, no, no. I'm not incest. I don't wanna be incest. I'm just your brother and I don't wanna have sex with my sister. I love you like a sister, and that's it. Nothing more, nothing less,” Steve said. “But. I have personally watched her holes open up and her pussy lips and sphincter swell open and gap lewdly after twenty cocks pounded her three at a time all night long, yet after a day or so everything was back to normal, but always 10-inches deep and permanently cavernous. Aim of course is always smooth shaven. Amy’s husband had been on her to shave her pussy since they first got together, he even admitted it was the magazine “Shaved,” which was his favorite wanking mag, that started his. "Can I come, Hale? Oh please, can I come for you?"That was unexpected. Of course I wanted her to feel submissive, but I didn't think she'd play along to that extent. I liked it. Her eyes were still closed and she was groaning and humming with the exertion and pleasure she was giving herself, begging intermittently for permission to come. I could watch that forever, but finally I decided she'd had enough. I stood up from the chair, silently stepped close to her, until she could feel my breath on. ’ I said. She seemed very disappointed at that. ‘Don’t you want to see the show? ‘ I asked. ‘Would you think I was awful if I stayed here and you go on your own,’ she said coyly, looking up at me like a helpless little girl. ‘Will you be all right her on your own?’ I asked. ‘Oh yes Darling I will.’ ‘Will you behave like a slut, if I leave you here?’ I said as my cock was threatening to burst out of my trousers. ‘I’ll behave like a depraved fuckslut.’ That did it, the spunk shot down my leg,.