Losing her “normal” clothing fast was becoming second nature. Digging through what she was beginning to think of as “the magic bundle” was fun... Today she decided that a pair of cutoffs and a baby-doll T was just the thing for hanging around the house, panties seemed like a waste of time. The first thing on her agenda was the video. She put it in the VCR and sat down to watch. For a fleeting moment she thought she had the wrong tape, in her diary August had referred to making love on tape, and. He gently inserted his little finger but it was difficult to get more than an inch inside. He opened a drawer and found the lubricant he had been told was there. It was the only hope he had of reaching her depths with his cock. He drenched his little finger and it went back inside her easily. He used each finger working all the way up to his thumb. After thumb-fucking her until she relaxed, he turned her on the desk and laid her legs down over the edge and stepped to her sweet love center.. ." she said, but her voice was low and had no conviction in it. "You're gonna hafta do better than that, big sister." My hands slowly slid up her thighs. The crotch of her little jean shorts was warm and damp to the touch. I cupped my hand over the slight mound of her pussy, feeling the heat coming from it. I started rubbing up and down. Jen tipped her head back onto my shoulder. "Jake..." she whispered. "I'm your sister..." "And I'm your brother," I said in a low voice, "and I love you, and. My ma and pa were gettin’ on in years, and soon my ma had her a plot behind the house, and my pa couldn’t take bein’ without her and withered away ‘til we had to bury him too. He never did see when one of them new fangled horseless carriages came ridin’ through. Me and Tom worked our farms together and my boy growed up and helped us. Raisin’ the chickens brought in a lot more money than crops did, and I sold off most of our land to the neighbors and raised the chickens and shipped ‘em off on.