We met after work each week in a funny little hotel in the West End, just round the corner from the BBC. A drink at the bar and then to our room, the ...ncovering of the bed, the pretence at conversation and then the act itself. She was incredible. She found places and nerve endings that I never knew existed. Afterwards we would order room service and watch TV and cuddle and then it would all kick off again… every Wednesday. I loved her so fucking much. We made plans together, she was going to. Our ball gags met, almost like we were kissing. I squeezed her tits. My pussy found her hip, rubbing on it.The door to my bedroom opened.I pulled my hands away, guilt flushing through me. I was touching my half-sister sexily. Even though everything we did last night was such wonderful incest, I still felt I was doing something furtive in the privacy of my bedroom only to have my dad walk in on us, naked.He arched an eyebrow. “Now that is the look of two guilty girls. I see hard nipples. Were. That money went to good use." That it did, Mercy. We'll do that. Dewey wants to go play cards anyway. He's quite the gambler some times."Mercy said, "He just likes your luck, Steve. He follows you around like a puppy dog." It just seems that way, Mercy."Sue came in and said, "Did I hear the word casino? Oh boy, all of us girls just love to play the slot machines. I wonder if the casinos here have them?"Steve said, "We're going to move to the Oahu next. We'll be close to Honolulu and can go over. The previous nights last minute choreshad only stretched to the hand wash of the frilled white maids apron whichMichelle had selfishly and indulgently defiled with her own creamy cum as aself reward to herself for getting David ready for work.His Grocery Assistant black cargo pants and blue polo shirt were ironed andwaiting.The morning routine was natural to Michelle now, not that it hadn't beenbefore her weeks holiday from the store but with quality time as herself itwas even more so. Already.