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... began to crave it." She stopped, realizing she had gone way further than she had to. "Craved what?" I asked, knowing the answer. "Never mind," she said, getting out of the car before I could react. I followed behind thinking how I was going to get her lips wrapped around my cock again and as I watched her beautiful ass I began wondering if I could get her to the next level. Was she still a virgin? It seemed so. A plethora of filthy thoughts ricocheted in my head all of them ending with me taking my s****r's virginity. ..... A party at my parents' with over a hundred guests was not the most ideal time to attempt to get my s****r to break her determined resistance to our i****tuous relationship and get her to the point of no return. As expected, she did a pretty good job avoiding me, but she looked radiant in a red cocktail dress and black pantyhose that I worshipped. My obsession with finding out was added to my obsession with getting her mouth wrapped around my cock again and my growing compulsion to break her cherry. Early in the afternoon she was in the kitchen cutting up cucumbers for veggie platters when I walked up behind her and whispered in her ear, "You look good enough to eat." She spun around with a knife in her hand, her face flushed. "Anthony, not here." Realizing she hadn't repeated yesterday's mantra that it wouldn't happen again, I smiled, but offered a dangling carrot, "Of course not, but the wine cellar has a lock on it." Her eyes showing a hunger, she said ...

... in a whisper, "Ok, but when?" "Text me when you are free," I offered. She nodded shyly, and I said, "Lilly, I meant it. You look radiant." Her cheeks continued to redden. "Thanks," she said shyly and returned to cutting cucumbers. I left with a giddy feeling inside me, hoping I could use this to give her some pleasure in return. I figured she desperately needed an orgasm and if I gave her an earth-shattering one, which I was confident I could, maybe I could get her to the next level. I checked my phone every couple of minutes, excited like I would be on Christmas morning when I was a k**. The anticipation was killing me. Over an hour later I got a one-word text: now. Like a dog that quickly rushes to his Master when he is called, I scurried to my secret rendezvous with my s****r. As soon as I was in the wine cellar, I locked the door and my s****r was waiting anxiously. I tried to act casual as I walked to her. She clearly was expecting me to unbuckle my pants and release my cock for her to pleasure, but instead I lifted her up onto the desk in the corner as she protested. "W-w-what are you doing?" "Giving you a taste of heaven," I answered. She was confused and suddenly in panic mode as she protested, "No, Anthony, we can't do that!" I smiled and put my finger to her lips. "We are not doing that. I am just returning the favour, my pretty." Her eyes were big as I moved to my knees and between her legs where I approached her enticing pantyhose. In a hurry, before she had time ...