The state of the magazines varied from good to nearly unreadable but to us it was like finding a pot of gold. We carefully put the magazines in a box ...nd buried the box in a den we had built under some thick trees and bushes in which we could sit hidden way and read when we wanted. We both must have had massive erections sitting reading these magazines but neither of us dared do anything about that in each other’s company, although I did at times sneak back on my own to look at the magazines. He reaches over and brushes some hair off my face. “You’re so beautiful, did you know that?” he questions. I still don’t answer, instead, I look down at my hands. “I’m sorry we hid this from you, Cassie. It’s just your sister can be a little... temperamental when she doesn’t get what she wants. And she didn’t think you’d approve. “She didn’t think I’d approve?!” I say, getting angry now, “How could I approve of my father and sister having sex?!” He moves closer to me on the bed now, and pulls. "Is my Tammy a virgin?" she said as she played with my rose bud. "Yes." Lisa got a big grin on her face as she pulled off her panties. She opened a hope chest at the end of her bed, and pulled out a strap-on. "Come here lover, I'm going to take your cherry. Do you want that?" "Yes Lisa, please take me. I'm all yours" I said. Lisa said that I needed to give her a real good blow job before she would give me what I wanted. I got on my knees and started to lick, and suck her hard rubber cock. It. After those first few moments, he began to see the hint of curve and shape in her lithe body. Where she'd always struck him as quiet and a little mousey – pretty enough, but not in a very noticeable way – it was as if a statement of waifish sensuality had suddenly been revealed.She hugged herself, forcing firm, conical breasts into a plaintive pout that made his pulse jack. Her areolae had a distended puffiness, as if each breast had a pale, pink breast of its own.Parker thought about making.