Wow what a lucky brother i should be to have such a “Goddess made for sex” sleeping beside me. The devil inside me overtakes my all other senses t...an lust, I slowly put my hand on her shoulder, very carefully making her sleep on her back.Now I sit at her sides and my fingertips n palms slithers softly starting from her knees upwards into her skirt meanwhile pulling her skirt up along. Now once it reaches up to its destiny, i rub my hands downwards again to her knees and once in her knees I. That’s an order.”“Yes, Miss Anna.” And Thompson did stop worrying. It was, after all, an order. His worries disappeared, but his hard-on didn’t. He could feel his organ, hot and turgid, pulsing against the smooth, cool flesh of his daughter’s thigh. Anna reached a petite hand under the sheets and wrapped it around his cock. Or at least she tried to. Thompson was too big for her to get her hand completely around him. She moved the soft skin up and down.“I’m going out for a bit of shopping,” said. After all my wife was in the next bedroom and here I was fucking her baby sister. I was loving it.Some time in the middle of the night I was awakened by the main light being turned on. I opened my eyes and saw my wife, dressed only in her panties, her normal night ware, peering at me. I struggled to remember who was the naked body pressed against my equally naked body. Oh! Shit! It was Suzie!Then, to my utter amazement, Wendy bent over me, kissed me on the cheek, and whispered, “Go back to. Adam got up and sat next to her. He put her head on his shoulder and let her cry, occasionally whispering, “It’s OK,” and, “It’s not your fault,” as the torrent of tears flowed. Eventually, she tapered the tears. She looked at him and timidly uttered, “Just hold me.”He held her for a bit as she nuzzled his neck with her nose, hand flat on his chest. He brushed her long silky hair with his fingers. Her hands started to explore, rubbing slowly at first, then expectantly up his neck to his.