I shrugged. "Ok, but I have some terms. We wait until afterthe wedding, and you wear a prototype full time for at least a couplemonths first. And if w...e can find a way to give you an orgasm with this inplace, we do so at least once a year to keep you healthy. You'll alsohave to figure out how to get your periods switched off, possibly ahysterectomy." I finished in my most serious "this is a terrible idea"tone. She shivered, but nodded and hugged me tight, her hand wrappedaround my scrotum under. We poured coffee and looked out on the garden. The sun was brilliant and warm as we stepped out on the deck and followed the path through the garden.“Do you think anyone can see us?” I asked as we stepped through the garden like Adam and Eve.Jack looked about and said, “I don’t think so. The wing of the house is blocking the neighbor’s view, and someone would have to walk up from the beach to see us.”We walked back to the deck and Jack relaxed on a lounge chair. He looked sexy and relaxed. His. It is now I realise you had never thought about your knickers being damp. A little look of horror comes over your face as you notice your damp patch. I laugh to myself. How can you show me your breasts but get embarrassed at your damp patch? Just seeing your damp patch naturally reminds yourself of how it got there. You can’t help but think about your little masturbation session. You wish I had come a few minutes later. What you don’t know is I had planned to announce my arrival just before you. ”“But she’s into the black guy, she can’t do that!”“What’s the matter,” I asked, “you don’t think a little family fun would be okay?”Jane tilted her head back, looked at me then asked, “Are you saying you would have sex with me? God, Dick, that’s totally gutter.”I reached into my pants for her five inch plastic toy and pulled it out “This has been warming up for a while, lay back.”My sister sat completely still, marijuana tinted eyes wide open looking at her dildo. She looked back to my face.