He watched as his large cock pressed against the hot wetness, pressing, slowly attempting to fit in. She screamed as his head pushed in. ‘Yes, scre...am little one,’he grunted pushing harder slowly forcing himself into her tightness. He had barely any of it in her, her skin strained against him. His finger slowly circled over her swollen clit. She let him in more. Finally hunger overcame him and grabbing her by her waist he pulled her to him, forcing her down on him. His cock pressed deep into. "Fine," I said. I became silent, so I could watch them play withoutembarrassing them, and smiled. I watched the subtle cures, and Iremembered how it had been for me. How a friend and playmate had evolvedinto much more, it all happening so slowly we had been "dating" for along time before we even realized it ourselves.Finally, the pretend gunfire stopped and the two of them shouted andcheered for themselves, and I asked, "The good guys and gals won, I takeit?"Leon turned around and said, "Of. I had never seen her in anything but a black suit and skirt that was as tight as it was short. Her hair wasn't always up but when it wasn't the boys in the office thought it was a holiday. She wore thin rimmed glasses that she surely didn't need and her tailor must of had something to prove about the strength of his suits. It wasn't that the closes were snug, nor that they seemed to struggled to fit her assets. No it was as if every time she bent over or pushed her chest out a great war was. Then you can call me anything you like, ‘cause at least you recognize I exist. At least at that moment.Now understand, I don’t go around kissing my sister, at least not like that. In fact, she can attest that I was a complete pain in the butt, that is until I turned 16 and she, at 18, was about to leave for some college.Why the kiss? Well, I have to start at the beginning. See, growing up, we were pretty close, for brother and sister, I guess. Older sister, younger brother. The brat brother,.