How much do you cost?”
Jill looked down and muttered something. There was venom in my voice. “Can we talk in my room for a sec?”
I followed, trying not to stare as I learned that her panties were, in fact, a thong, and that the cheeks of her ass peeking out from below her babydoll were bright red. I fucked my sister’s facehole like it was a simple masturbation aid. I didn’t have too much time to think about it, as a moment later my sister stumbled out of her bedroom. I let go of her head and she slid off my dick coughing. “Yeah, you like that little brother?” She said, furiously rubbing my shaft, “You like your whore sister sucking your fat fucking cock? I got a job working for a VC firm and had myself set up in a pretty good situation. As if we were co-conspirators in some untoward undertaking. I followed, increasingly uncomfortable with the way her pants clung to her ass. She wound up having twin daughters. I offered to try and mediate between her and my parents, and to let her and the girls move in with me (I had the space and would have loved to be more involved in their lives), but all to no avail. My sister is a cheap, washed up hooker
