We sat at the patio table, drinking beer, and enjoying our steaks. I commented about gaining weight if I had to stay much longer.“I know. If the g...ms stay closed, I’m going to get fat again,” Carol said.“You were never fat,” Bill said.“I wasn’t skinny, that’s for sure,” Carol said.Not knowing how to react, I smiled. I never felt my sister was fat, but I didn’t feel commenting.We finished eating but stayed outside, drinking our cold beers. At about six-thirty, we decided to head inside. . I told her if I am leaving same time as her she could catch a lift with me. Just before I dropped her of I asked for her cell number and gave her mine. This went on for 2 days me dropping her off. In these two days I used to text her to see if she got to school ok and just say hi nothing fancy. Everyday I look at her it just makes my cock so hard, she looked hotter everyday.The third day I dropped her off and decided I will chat with her more. I told her I am going to text her and she must not. Crying in joy as I begged to belongonly to her, for her pleasure alone.She arose slowly and moved forward until her cunt lips were settled overmy mouth. It felt heavenly as my lips took her in and my tongue enteredher sacred cunt. I licked and sucked on her cunt and clit as she hadtaught me over the past many months. I lived for this and brought her toa massive orgasm, feeling her juices flood my face. I was eager tocontinue but she recovered and moved off me, covering me with a blanketwhile. The doors and that terrifying hallway are unknown dangers I won’t willingly face. There’s no purpose to more bathing. I’m not tired. But I need some way to pass the time.The throb in her sex suggested an obvious and much-desired alternative.Dare I? My climaxes don’t belong to me, after all. Wasn’t that their warning?But it was too late, for in her helpless rut she’d already abandoned caution, sliding four fingers into her wide-open pussy and circling her clit with her thumb.When did taking four.