My fingers tracing up her spine and then under the straps of her shoulders, dropping the dress to the floor. Looking over her shoulder I can see a blu...rry reflection of her beautiful body in the french windows. Pulling her hair back behind her I gather it into a rough ponytail. Curling my left hand in it I tug on it gently, pulling her head back to me. Reaching around with my right to circle her throat I bite her earlobe and grin, "Don't move."Releasing her, I walk slowly around, admiring her. "Your room. You're staying with us," Willow replied.Eric stared back at his wife for confirmation. Bianca nodded before Ericshouted, "Are you serious?" Of course, Jasmine White was signed up at my school with Willow'saddress. It was very gracious of her to take you in." Are you crazy?" Eric shouted in response to his wife."No, she's your legal guardian," Bianca replied."I'm not doing it. You can't make me."Willow smirked as she noticed how much Eric sounded like a typicalpetulant teenage. I set her on the sink. We rubbed up against each other. My shorts were off, hers were off. She was begging me to fuck her. My sister? There was no stopping now. She guided me. I was inside her. Harder. Harder. She yelled at me. We were one in each others arms. I pulled her as tight as I could, I was as deep as I could. She was squeezing tight on my cock. I could feel it. We left the toilet building and I saw a couple with their kids walking toward us. Wow, what a look. Nice Day, Huh? I said as. Afterwards, we sat together on the sofa and I gently took her hand. The air was thick with conflicting emotions."I kind of feel bad about this," I stumbled, "but I really... want to..." and she threw me a lifeline."God, Vic, so do I."I looked deep into her eyes and she gave a barely perceptible nod. We collapsed into each other's arms and kissed with years of pent-up emotion. I felt her breasts and put my hand on her leg but she shook her head."Not like this," she said. "We're already a couple..