" Dad, I want to confess now to something I've never thought I'd be telling you. You see Dad, ever since I was 13 I've fantasized about being with you...in your bed. I used to listen to Mom's cries of pleasure and was so jealous of her... Now is my chance to fulfill my dream, Dad. You need someone sexually and I'm offering myself... no, that's not true... I'm asking you to make me become your woman... Please, Dad." Ginny, how can you even say such a thing? This is not only incest, but it's also. I could smell the sweet fragrance of her armpits which was driving me crazy.While i was busy playing with her boobs she caught hold of my dick which had grown to its fullest size of 6 1/2inches(i dont have big dick like few people who mention 8 or 9 inches).She slowly unzipped my trouser and pulled my undies below and took my dick in her hand and started giving me strokes.I slowly went down to her tummy kissed and licked her sexy deep naval and as i reached near her pussy i saw the panty was. She’d have my head on a spike so fast my head would spin. Literally, spinning on a spike.Sure, when I thought about it, I realized that I could recall some instances where I had told my sister what to do and times that she had listened, but that wasn’t quite the same. She listened out of respect and out of a sense of co-operation, not because she was being subjugated. It was the same thing when I listened to her; it wasn’t like she controlled me, but I would still do things she asked me to do. Then we went over to the Wayward Inn and I checked in as Alice Brown. I gave them a cash card and a hefty deposit for three nights, but they didn’t ask for ID.We headed for the estate lawyer’s office. Jim Williams of Williams, Evers, Barnhardt, and Stahl (WEBS???) was charming as only a man of Lars’s generation can be. He politely offered me coffee, made sure I was comfortable, and spread a batch of papers out on the table in front of me. Just as he promised, he had everything I needed to.