"I told her "no that is not true!"She asked in a pained voice "would you want me?"I hesitated and Mona was crying and tears running down her flawless ...ale complextion."Mona, I always wanted you. I have had a crush on you since I was 13. I have always loved you and cared for you that way! I am so ashamed." I answered slowly and I lowered my head.Nothing happened for minutes. My mind raced. I had just admitted to my older sister that I had an incestual crush on her. In our family we were always. Poppy was real cute 19 years old blonde blue eyes and a great pair of legs, she was very modern always with the latest fashion on and the sexiest perfume you know the stuff guys cocks go hard when they smell it, Poppy was wearing a short skirt and a white top that was stretched over her fairly big tit’s much bigger than her mums where and a very sexy lace bra no doubt the panties matched and from what I’ve seen when on the line skimpy as well, I asked if she was feeling better as I was worried. There were only two more hooks left. It wasn’t much of a task for him, as he unhooked them easily. Sliding the ‘pallu’ away from her chest, he slowly opened her blouse exposing her 36 C cup melons. She was wearing a black bra which contrasted against her fair skin. He whipped out his phone from his shirt pocket, there was no way he would let this opportunity pass. He clicked a few photos, a few close ups of her breasts and a few more with the face. In between, he was playing with his cock which. Then she was out of the house and dashing through the fields, her hair flying and her tits jiggling in rhythm with her swinging little ass.By the time she reached the spot, her blood was hot and rushing and her heart was pounding like a jackhammer behind her heaving tits. Her eyes got big as she looked over the huge horse standing before her so regally."Oh, whose horse are you?" she cooed, stepping toward the animal. Huge brown eyes watched her approach. "Don't run now. Easy now. I just want to.