Roger seemed to be the less aggressive of the three and so I began to show a less belligerent attitude towards him hoping that they would assume that ... was becoming more accepting of an impossible situation. I finished the coffees under Roger's watchful gaze and poured a flask of ice cold fruit juice and a drinking straw for Kate."I'm going to put all this on a tray to take upstairs. Do you think they will want cookies?" Yeah. Good idea," he agreed."I can't carry this tray of coffee upstairs. She got shocked and i too . I suddenly rushed out the room and went down to prepare the dinner . she came down and we started to eat . We did not know how to face each others face . then i started to speak and said her sorry . she said it wasn’t ur fault i must i have locked the door .Then we finished our dinner and was talking . The time was nearly to 11 pm . she took the topic of girl friends . She asked do i have gfs to which i replied yes . As she was living in USA she asked whether u have. None of the girls he'd attempted to have a mature relationship with were like her at all. Alyssa had it all. Too bad she's just my sister. Zack thought to himself.He looked at her long dark hair. It's about the length of her bra strap and silky. Although she was older, he was still taller than she was. He stood over her and still he admired and respected her. His eyes still kept wandering down to her ample cleavage that showed on her low cut black button up top. Her khaki pants were loose, yet. My nipples tingled. My pussy grew hotter and hotter. This naughty heat rippled through me.“Kat,” he groaned. “You can't be saying that.”“But you are, Daddy,” I purred. I stopped before him, my hands behind my back. “Mmm, that t-shirt really makes you look hot.” I leaned over, my little titties jiggling. “Just cupping your powerful muscles. You're a stud, Daddy, you know that.”He glanced at me. His eyes fell on my tits. They were outlined by the tank top. I pulled on an old one. It fit me like a.