However, it was when hetook out all the cosmetics that he noticed a small book in the bottom.Her diary.He knew he probably shouldn't read it, but it s...eemed almost pre-destined. He didn't mean to open it but it just sort of fell open in hishands."Dear Diary. I know this is going to sound insane but...last night I think I turnedinto a boy. I've been having such weird dreams, but this was real. I'msure of it. He gasped in outrage- his own sister. He skimmed forward."It happened. It's getting. We got the motel all fixedup and everything.” “Dad, when can I move in with her. Her folks think itsreally weird that I have to still live at home.” “Oh, maybe six months or so, We’ll see how things go.You just tell them with your school and all, we thinkits better if you both live at your own homes for awhile. From now on you may fuck the cunt once a week atthe motel, like we arranged.” “Her parents said I could come there and spend. Andrea suggested moving to the bedroom where I continued to fuck her from behind, teasing her by pulling out and re-entering every once in a while.She moaned loudly, shoved back to meet my thrusts, then blurted, “Yes, yes… fuck me, future hubby.”That turned me on. Thinking about that and all the fun I’d have as a proper part of this mad family, I slapped Andrea’s naked ass, leaving a red handprint. “Oh, yes,” she screamed. “Fuck me, Mark. Fuck me.”I couldn’t hold back for another second and I. I could feel her muscles spasms insides as she squeeze my fingers hard and her juices flowed freely running over my hand to the counter top. I listened to her moaning and gasping for breath, “Oh God!” over and over again through her orgasm. Her soft stocking clad legs holding my head in place with her orgasm. I slowly removed my dripping fingers from her as I stood up and looked at her post orgasmic bliss. Her head was hanging over the far edge of the counter, her mouth was gaping open.