" Ha! That was just what I wanted to know."What if I want to give you a baby?" Y-you can't. I'm your sister." You're also my personal slut. Now what a...re you?" Your personal slut," she answered right away. Sheila was a quick learner."And what do guys do with their personal sluts?" A-anything they want," Sheila replied. "Oh gosh, Eric. Please don't give me a baby." That's exactly what I intend to do and you're not going to do anything to prevent it. Do you understand?" Yes," my sister squeaked. Shemocked and taunted me, daring me to go further, and I always did, and Shealways took it, and I always broke first, releasing her and begging forrelease.Fat chance.We were always dressed up when at home, and always dressed up under ournormal clothes when we were out. She always dressed me for work, lockingme in the tightest body shapers and corsets, frilliest panties, bras andgarter belts, shiniest pantyhose and stockings, largest suitable for longwear butt plugs. It was a good thing that I. "I said, "This will all be over soon. YOu will never have to look back at your miserable life." A advanced on her. My hands wandered her soft, frail little body. Oh god, her little trembles made me cum some more. I reached up her school dress to find her panties. They were wet. I rubbed her cunt through them and it was just as I imagined; tight and unshaved. This was my heaven. "Please." She cried. My only reaction was to grab her by the throat. "Shut up!" I. Lisa had been allowed to have sex with her boyfriends, but when her mother Helen had seduced many of those young boyfriends (planned by both Lisa and Helen), they never knew and thought Lisa had no idea...and never knew that Lisa’s father, Gavin was secretly recording their seductions for he and Helen to watch over again as they fucked each other or played on the large screen as they had one of their private parties. Private parties that Lisa was not invited too, staying overnight with extended.