“What kind of stupid question is that?” Louise answered her.“That’s not a stupid question. Jake is our brother, how can you do this with him. ...I find the whole idea disgusting.”“Maybe it’s disgusting to you, but it’s not to me.”“How come?”“Well, that day we were together and one thing led to another and I found myself having the best sex of my life with Jake here. Despite all that’s happened since, with mom and the therapist, I didn’t regret it for a moment. I want to experience that again. He was a big brother, to a whole slew of girls.She was hungry.She sat up and threw the covers off, only to realize that the door to the bedroom was still open. She started to cover herself, feeling angst, but then stopped. She’d slept in her shirt, but it wasn’t all that bad. It was wrinkled, but it didn’t smell bad. Not like what she’d taken off. She was pretty sure she’d just toss those clothes in the trash. She found her jeans and, facing the bed, pulled them on, wiggling her hips to get. Her head is at the height of my swim-shorts, sporting a pole.She clearly is very curious for the size of what I might hide down there. I ask "Do you want to see and feel it?"She nods and slowly pulls my pants down. Liberating a big bend brown banana, which almost hits her face.She never knew a prick can be so big, having seen only tiny penises of younger brothers, during mutual baths. Marjoleen takes my mighty member in her hand, amazed how soft the skin feels, while my pole feels as. It felt great. I slowly worked it in and out loosening my hole more with every cycle. After a few minutes I was going to town on my ass and was so caught up in the pleasure I didn’t even notice my dad standing in the doorway watching me. I was kind of embarrased but knew that he understood why I liked it. The next thing that happened was the last thing that I ever suspected. My dad then entered my room and closed the door behind him. He then walked to me, sat down on my bed, and unbuttoned his.