My sister and I had a love/hate relationship. We loved each other dearly but we never missed an opportunity to piss each other off if we could get the...chance; especially when it came to inflicting mom and her eccentricities on each other."Fuck me Shelly! When are you going to buy a decent car instead of this tree-hugging, fern-sniffing, eco-friendly, midget-mobile?" I chided her.Shelly was a greenie. Not a hairy-legged, khaki-wearing, femmo dyke. (Far from it! She liked to dress in mini-skirts,. That feels good!” he said. “I’m not only getting young pussy, but I’m fucking my own daughter! I’m such a nasty motherfucker!”She began moving her hips back onto him, taking as much of his dick as she could. “Yesss! Fuck me! Fuck me, Daddy!” And she began rubbing her clit even more vigorously, and felt her orgasm building; normally, she took longer to cum, but the thrill of being fucked by her own father made her instantly ready to cum. “I’m cumming….I’m cumming, Daddy! Fuck me! Yes, fuck me!. I know. Youre not the only one who had been curious for a while. Ive been feeling weird around you for a while, I just could never find the right time… Shhh. Just shut up for a second. I interupted, as I pulled him in for another kiss. Mmm. he said, kissing me deeply. This feels so right, Will. Take off your shirt. I said, smiling at him. He lifted his t-shirt over his head. I bit my lip staring at his six-pack abs. I kissed him again, and then gave him some short pecks on his next. I kissed. We know it's wrong, so very wrong, but it's wrong in the very best of ways. Why they always volunteer us to go together to do things I'll never understand, but my heart, my lips and my anxious pussy are eternally grateful. Our current task--to find the check in at the venue. As we leave and head down the hall we instinctively move closer to each other with each step. I can already feel my body react--the increased heat rushing through my veins, the weakness in my knees and the faint shaking in.