As I rubbed his hands I tried to move them up my thighs just a little. He didn't give me any resistance. Now his hands were on my skirt with his finge...s still on my bare thighs. I rose up a little so I could pull my skirt up a little. His hands moved with my skirt. I looked down and could see my panties. His fingers were so close to touching them. I raised his right hand and put it on my panties. He left his hand there. I spread my legs a little. When I did, his hand fell between my legs. I. The secret - and the primary reason the collectors would pay so much - was that the unofficial word was out that Vlad found real siblings to play the parts.In other words, Vlad specialized in cheesy authentic incest porn, where the actors were guaranteed to be actually related. He'd done all the classic fairy tales, including ones in which fathers had pretty nubile daughters, and evil stepmothers had sexual interest in their stepdaughters and all that kind of thing. He had the best of all. Not quite sexual at first but...I dreamt of my sister. And as the months passed something unthinkable and unplanned happened. SEX! The thought of sex with my sister interfered. I whacked off to thoughts of my sister. My married sister. And even when I was making love to my girlfriend I found myself thinking of Emily. Of her growing tits.How sick was that?But I'd figured that it would pass. Emily would become too big. Or once she'd had the child my fantasy would pass.But then she had Abby and it. He suddenly felt that it was something he wanted to do too. Surely this couldn’t be right? He shouldn’t feel this way! He didn’t take his eyes from the heavenly vision in front of him. Emily looked up and caught him staring at her. “Mark, do you like watching me feed Gary, or would you prefer I do it in private.” “Oh Em, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to stare, but it is such a beautiful sight. I have never watched a baby being breast-fed before.” “That’s alright Mark, I don’t mind. I.