I was embarrassed to talk to her and also scared whether she might tell my family and I told her that they went for shopping. She replied I know I was...confused hearing that and she said I read one of your stories you are writing and it was so erotic. I touched my pussy while reading your story and I was stunned hearing that from her and penis started to grow out of my pant and she noticed it. She asked do masturbate thinking about me. I replied sometimes and she asked what you will do to me at. There was a slit of her swollen stomach visible, kind of like a slice of fruit, about two inches at the widest point. She was drying her hair with a towel, sticking her tongue out at the photographer, her head bent to the left at about a 45 degree angle. You could see the smile, even with the tongue sticking out and her blue eyes just sparkled.After the pregnant shots came the hospital. Two of them were of Daddy holding me. He was wearing different clothes in each shot so they must have been. Of course, Appleby could be wrong, and standing before a locked door with someone, possibly Erzählenmann, in the room with some sort of weapon made Appleby’s assumption appear completely inaccurate.“Would you think the person you saw was carrying a firearm under his cassock?” I asked TrumanHe shook his head. “It weren’t long enough, for a musket or rifle, but could have been a long barreled pistol. Although it would need to be a bloody long barrel to hit anyone on the dais.”There was only one. I smiled and moved my hand down between her legs. As I stroked the soft lips of her pussy, Elisa began to hum and shiver. It was as if every centimeter of her vagina controlled a part of her body, because as my rubbing became stronger and faster, her shivers turned into squirming. I slowly pushed my fingers into my little sister, causing her to moan with a soft dove-like chime. Her small body became a furnace as her arousal grew, with the hot water of the tub rippling and lapping at her.