.... And that's all I remember until waking up the next morning with a banging headache, still facedown over the end of my bed. But as I tried to get ...up my bottom was very sore and stiff, as I checked it out in the mirror it was still a little crimson, but with a fair bit of bruising. I got dressed in some discomfort I might add and went downstairs. My Father had already left for work. But my mother told me that apparently I'd been so drunk that I'd passed out after about 5 minutes. Which had. "Or me?" The other girl said."Now Janet, Daphne," said the sheik. "I expect youall to make nice to your new sister and treat herwith respect. I will not have my girls fighting amongthemselves. That goes for every woman here."When John woke up, he found himself on the silksheets of a strange bed. A woman poured him a drinkto help him recover. He shook his head and rubbed hiseyes when he saw she was dressed with her facecovered in a white veil. She had a gold bikini withwhite transparent pant. I did not realize how hot it would be knowing my only brother had such desires for me" I was still in a mild state of shock, but then my sister sweetened the pot to get me to jack off for her. "Come on Blake, please. I will let you cum all over me. Wouldn't you like to cum all over me, all over my tits and in my mouth again?" I didn't need her to ask me again. I just nodded yes. Lora got up off of me and moved over to my bed. I watched her large, luscious mounds bounce as she walked and then. This is new, I am just beginning to explore my sexual identity with out all the guilt and "he" shows up. wow, I must have some kind of great connection to the universe, "Ask and you shall receive"...I am ultra aware these days of the way my nipples feel at the slightest thought of sex, or that warm feeling between my legs and how my clit actually throbs and spasms in the morning just at the thought of maybe some one kissing me on my inner thigh, or rubbing my nipples or gently circling my.