She was standing with her back to me and was still only wearing her nightie. I could actually see my cum stains on the bottom of it and I didn't know ...ow she could miss it. But she didn't seem to notice and we had a nice cheery breakfast before she drove me off to school. My mattress was still wet the next night so I was happy to sleep with my mom again. It actually hadn't seemed to be any drier and I couldn't figure that out but I wasn't complaining. I had to keep my legs crossed or my back. ...’like fire and ice . With flaming lust cassie lunged jagged in her neice. Cum boiling deep within.she was boiling anamalisticlly for her neice.cassie was pulsating from deep within as she deepthroated her neice twice and growled.her fingers went up sheries wall circling. Flicking. Finger fucking her neice hard.’ Antie’ sherie cried. As Cassie swirled within her thigh.cassie peaked. Her cum dripping as she drank her neice. Coming..’ she’s so innocent’ Cassie thought. Taking her nipple in her. The thing that I felt the worse was that she wouldn't be intimate with me in any way. When I tried to reason with her, that she had to get over Justin's death, she just screamed obscenities at me. I knew that something had to give in the situation we were in but I didn't know what form it would take. It appeared that divorce may be the only solution so we could get on with our lives separately. The thought of divorce was abhorrent but I could not see any future for us unless something changed. Her wet spot grew larger and she began to moan, softly at first, then louder as I groaned at my need for release. Angie’s breathing got faster and faster and I could feel her trembling. I could also feel my own orgasm getting closer. All at once, we both stiffened and moaned. We both orgasmed in our underwear and collapsed on to the couch. We lay there for the span of several long, shuttering breaths, my sister’s lithe body draped over my larger one, her face pressed against my shoulder..