I said it felt good and admitted I was close, she took it out her mouth and rubbed it as, she undone her top and took her bra off her tits hung down a... she aimed my cock over her tits rubbing it as I pumped my load over her tits, she then stuck her tounge on the end licking a bit of cum off it, she said it tasted nice and sucked it dry, she never done that before.She laid back on the carpet removing her knickers as she said lick me please, I knelt down and started to lick her pussy I said her. I realized how much I lusted for her in that moment.I told her, “Lay on the bed, please – on your back?”“Oh, Wichard. Is Wichard going to fuck his Wittle sister?”God, she is so beautiful and so cute and oh, so horny. I decided to play this game a little bit.“Oh, yeah – Caroline. Wittle Wichard is going to wipe that Wittle smile off your Wittle Face, and make a Wittle Wuv to his Wittle sister.”“Then take me, you Widiot.” She was giggling.I got in bed beside her and put my hand over her pussy and. It made her look shapeless but she was grateful that the shirt didn’t add any extra pressure to her tits. She picked a pair of jeans and found that putting them on was an exercise in pain. Bending over was terribly painful and even snapping them shut agitated her poor pricked breasts.She skipped taking her backpack and instead just carried her book and a notebook. There was no way she was going to wear something with a strap today. Amaya locked up her room and headed for the stairs.The stairs. I'm not sure if their bedroom had a door, or if they just never closed it.Naturally there had been a lot of times when I needed to use the bathroom during the night. Several times I was treated to the sight of Chris's exposed tits and/or ass. Jerry slept next to the wall and was always covered. That just about describes the differences between their personalities, too. I never understood how they had managed to get together.One night, after I'd been there for about a month, I lay in the dark.