Just *how* do youdo it. I mean, the one time I saw you...you did it againstthe table. Is that the way you *always* do it? I justwanna know."Laughing, ... replied, "That was the *only* time ithappened that way, Sis. That just happened. I didn't planit. I don't normally get off on the table...I usually doit...uh, the usual way, you know."With a trace of irritation she countered, "No, I*don't* know. That's why I'm asking. I mean, if I knew, doya think I'd be asking? I know how girls...I mean, I. We’d gone to a big explosive ‘guy movie’ the last time, and I didn’t mind seeing chick flicks every now and then, so I decided to make it even. Throughout the movie she laid her head on me shoulder and we talked back and forth about how romantic everything was and what we would do in those situations, etc. She finally rolled over and put her hand on my chest. It felt amazing just to sit there holding her. Her warm, perfect body smelled slightly of sweet vanilla and her hair was the most. After we had an breakfast together she doesn’t talk any thing about it.After our breakfast she go to wash the plates. I downloaded and X video on my phone and watch after an 5 minute I want to jerk off my cums out so I gone to toilet.At that time, she finished her work and come to hall and saw my phone that playing some video.She was shocked to see it was an sex video. She took the phone and started search for me. As I was in hand job I didn’t close the bathroom door. At last she opened the. “I’m more than fine.” There was a note of finality inher shutting the door for him; their father-daughterties seemed to be irreparably severed. Slipping into the driver’s seat, she paused beforestarting the car. Reaching over, she slipped his seatbelt in place for him. “Don’t you wish these thingscould be locked by the driver?” she pondered toyingwith the belt. “Sort of kinky if you think about it.”“I never thought about it,” he.