And she trusted him."Sis ... I..." he started to confess everything.Miranda opened her eyes and saw the strain on his face."Shhhh," she said, holding ...ne finger up and putting it against his lips. "I'm going to go put on my jammies now." She sat up, holding the bra across her breasts.As she stood, Bob realized both girls were watching the adults, and may have been for some time. They looked interested, but not shocked at seeing their mother holding a loosened bra over her breasts as she left. "Ummmmm I don't want to be a bother. Really I'm fine." I see the littlegirl smiling as she grabs my other hand as we walk to their house. I seetheir car doors open as we walk past their driveway and up into thehouse.The mom lets go of my hand. "Okay I have to bring the rest of thegroceries in so Beth take her up to your room and find her something tochange into. Seeing the two of you walking together, she is smaller thanyou. You might look in those bags of your old clothes you have that wewere. I want to ravish you, eat up your body as if I am starved for food, deplete you of any hunger and pleasure you have in you. I softly trace your abdomen with my fingers as you lay there, feeling your muscular but lean arms, your skinny hairy legs that radiate the warm arousal within you. Your scent drives me crazy, and even the sweat from your armpits attracts me, and I wish you would fuck me like an a****l. I follow the treasure trail of your hair. I pinch your nipples, as erect as a. I headed down the hallway to them. My little sister, Krystal, glanced at me, her black hair gathered in her usual pigtails. She was wearing a skirt and blouse, looking as petite and cute as always. She gave me a weird look, then her cheeks went scarlet.Fragments of another disjointed memory flared through my mind. It was of my little sister kneeling before another girl. No, she was kneeling before herself. Krystal was eating out a duplicate of herself. An identical twin. Then I was fucking my.