"This is kind of weird," I said"I insist, if you're a lousy kisser, I'll tell you."I moved closer and said, "OK, but you have to promise to be honest...."I leaned closer and our lips met, I gave her a brotherly peck and pulled back."That's no good" she fumed, "if you kissed Christine like that, I can see why she dumped you." You're my sister," I said, "It's different." Bullshit," she replied, "If you want my opinion, then you're going to have to give me a kiss." OK," I said, "but this is really. If only he would marry her, then somehow everything would be all right. But Denny would just laugh and say he was as free as a bird and so was she, and they should just fly through life enjoying it. Today she felt she understood.She reached a row of country mailboxes and opened the one marked Denny Reed. She pulled out a thick hand full of mail and quickly ran through it. Nothing for her. There was never anything for her. She had left her old life behind, and no one in the world even knew where. She licks her lips. I continue my journey down her body, kissing her stomach on my way down to her eager pussy. I can taste myself from where I straddled her. I reach her pussy, she moves her legs apart begging for my tongue. I touch her and she whimpers my name as I spread her lips with two fingers and take her clit in my mouth, gently sucking on it, flicking it with my tongue. Her whole body writhes as she enjoys the touch of a woman, I’m lost in her, she tastes sweet. I slip two fingers. The part of her that had watched her daddy’s videos, the one’s with the older men screwing the teenagers in the arse. She had wondered what it would be like to fuck in her own arse with a big cock. Well girls should be careful for what they wish for. So she did her best to relax as the pressure built up against the tight entrance to her rear passage. “Ohhhh god, fuuuuuuuuuuuckkk” she cried out, “please...oh fuck...its hurts....nnnoo please...ohh god, stop... please” as her daddy entered her..