I explained that those would be by consent only and I was sure that her pics would only be for us. I phoned Shaun the next day and booked Cherry in f...or a shoot on a Saturday three weeks away which would be after my parents had left for home. Cherry and I went and purchased some new lingerie, a very sexy lacy white half cup bra which showed ample boob flesh while supporting her d cups titties. And a matching pair of lacy frilled panties. When the day arrived Cherry made very sure that I was. The air caressed her cheeks and her hairs fell on her face. I was staring at the sight as the caretaker brought me to my consciousness. He dropped our luggage and went down to cook our lunch. I asked niki to freshen up & then we wud do some sightseeing arnd as it was almost 4 pm. She went to the batchroom & I waited awestruck at her innocence as she disappeared behind the closed doors of the bathroom. I realised she left her towel behind and so I knocker her door, and she said let me a bath and. "You can't tell me you like Pat, he's a jock! They're pompous bastards! You can do so much better!" Brittany yelled at her. A meek, "you don't understand" was all Teresa could mutter as she turned around and got into her car. She left a fine mark of rubber on the pavement as she squalled her tires leaving.Teresa couldn't believe it. A couple of weeks? It wasn't a couple of weeks since she was at his house getting finger banged by him, Pat, the most gorgeous boy in school, the one who has a. Instead, we were two.It would be incest. Wrong.It would be like masturbating myself if I touched her pussy.The thought struck me like a piece of wood whipped up by a tornado and then flung away. It slammed into me so hard I stumbled, pulling my hand from my sister’s. I gasped at this taboo idea. That touching her, making love to her, was just like masturbating myself. We came from the same egg fertilized by the same sperm. We were the same person.Was it incest for us to kiss and lick and touch.