We just never spoke of it. There were no secret looks. We didn't snuggle or giggle together. And, unless we had the house to ourselves, we hardly made...a sound. If we suspected anyone was within earshot, we never said things like, "Want me spread my legs for you, Daddy?" Or "Your daddy's gonna fuck that ass now. Get on your knees." Or "Shove that dick in me, daddy! Cum in your little girl. Give me your cum. Fill my cunt up with your cum. I want it!" We were very careful. I let him take the lead. Now, I had been licking pussy since my next door neighbor (my sister’s friend) made me lick her pussy when I was 15. So I went to work on her pussy, I knew she was just learning so I took it easy on her. I was just wanted her to like it SO she would want more. By 1AM I had succeeded and she agreed to let me lick her again. I had to find a place where I could have her alone for a few hours then I thought about Melinda’s house. No one was there, Melinda’s mom worked all day and Melinda’s was. Now I knew something was up.I came back with my cup and put it down on the end table on top of a coaster. I sat back down on the couch, this time more to the center, which put me closer to Virginia. Again my mind just said to me, did you see that, there, right there under the edge of her flowered dress. No! No fucking way did you see that!So I sat there, only half the time knowing what they were talking about. I kept looking down between my sisters legs, at the edge of her flowered dress. . Leaning over her she opened her eyes and stared at him as he moved slowly out of her again, taking it so slowly to increase her torture as he knew she was so close to cumming. Each time he pressed himself back into her she moaned and gripped onto him tighter and he could feel himself about to lose control, but he wanted to watch her squirm. He wanted to draw it out for her, so he reluctantly pulled out of her warmth and got back onto his knees, flipping her onto her front and seizing her hips,.