She looked at her father, he was breathing but very shallowly. “Please let me help him.” She begged. Trey pulled her down the hall while Andre st...oped and went through her father’s wallet. She saw him take a huge roll of bills before Trey pulled her out of sight. Trey shoved Brandy into her bedroom. “Get some clothes on and hurry the fuck up.” His voice quavered, the violence seemed to have made Trey nervous. Brandy trembled as she dressed. She pulled on panties and jeans, dug out a seldom. We started off by few Hi and Hellos and these Hi Hellos became bigger conversations. After a few days I gathered courage and asked for her number, she started laughing and asked why did it take me so long to ask her number. We exchanged our numbers and from that day we used to text over the phone for hours and hours. It was my Birthday and surprisingly she was the first one to wish me and i thanked her for the same. She said Thanks won’t do any good. I need a treat from you. I was obliged and. She grinds her hips into me and rubs her stomach on my hard cock. I lower my hands and grab her ass cheeks over her dress. She moans loudly, searching for my lips and kissing me hard when she finds it, as my hands continue to knead her ass cheeks. Her moans gets louder and louder as I play with her ass while we kiss. With the amount of tongue she uses and the way she reacts every time I move my hands around her bottom I realise I’ve hit jackpot as she seems to love ass play. Oh by the way, did. I had to ask, “Why do you care who it is?”“You’re my little brother and I’m going to make sure that some cunt isn’t using you for sex.”“What kind of logic is that? You used me for sex too, remember?”“It’s completely different.”“How?”“I’m your sister, not some whore who likes targeting underage teens.”“That still doesn’t make sense,” I threw my hands up, “Your basically saying that because we’re family, you’re allowed to use and abuse me for sex. But if someone else even thinks about doing it.