We made sure to stay out of dad’s way when we were feeling affectionate, and he did his best to be accepting knowing what was really going on. We sl...wly reverted back to the relationship we had before the day he found the picture, although it took some time because we decided to come clean about everything, from each thing he thought his mind was playing tricks on him, to him actually walking in on sex acts and didn’t know it. he took it about as well as he could, knowing he was sometimes. To be honest, I was no longer sure if the subtle change in her was due to some events in her life in the city, or whether it was born out of her finding me in bed, making love to our mom, the first night she was back home for the holidays.She seemed less certain about things now, an aspect of her I had myself scarcely seen, since to me she had always been my much older and confident big sister. I was tempted to attribute the change to her break-up but she had insisted to my mother and I that it. He never asked her to stay and made sure she knew she was to leave after they finished without cleaning up. She loved the slutty feeling of being used and riding home full of his cum leaking out of her now loose pussy.She had started doing kegals and exercising her legs in hopes to offset the damage Bobby was inflicting on her vagina. But the long sessions he put her through made it impossible to fully recover. Her pussy gaped open even days after he had fucked her. She actually like the. Barely have the words left my mouth than she has her rounded buttocks perched prettily atop the padded bench on the opposite side of the booth’s table. Slowly and regretfully I rotate my still tapping toes and gorgeously shod foot out of view and beneath the hideousness of the tabletop, fix an ‘interested’ look across my face and watch the incessant movement of her lips as her mouth runs wild. Gosh this girl can talk: what about I am not completely sure because I am little more than a nodding.