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Motherfucker

... completely rehearsed.

Then I realized when Lacey spoke up again that she wasn't quite done with her little memorized speech yet.

Lacey said, "Good. I want you to know the whole truth, going into this deal. Don't worry. My husband will never know that you got me pregnant. Nor will anyone else, except for the three people who are in this bedroom right now. I promise you."

"Are you sure you want me to do this?" I asked Lacey.

And Lacey finally looked up at me with a confused look on her face. I guess she ultimately ran out of memorized stuff to say to me. And now she was being forced to actually talk to me in real time, and treat me like a fellow human being. But she still didn't look at my face.

Instead, Lacey stared at my erect dick and my balls as she told me, "Yes. I've never been more sure of anything in my life. While you're here at Mom's house I want you to fuck me anytime you get horny and feel like it. Just let me know, and I'll be more than happy to let you get your rocks off inside my pussy."

"Mom, how do you feel about that?" I asked, looking over towards my mother.

"I'm good with it," my mother replied, leaning back in the chair across from the foot of the bed, with her hand down between her spread-apart thighs, rubbing away at her own bare pussy.

The next thing I knew, my little sister motioned for me to sit down on the bed beside her. And when I leaned over and started to tenderly kiss her, she abruptly stopped me and warned me, "Kissing is ...

... reserved for my husband. I'm not here for you to show me any affection. I just want you to have pure, raw sex with me.

"Now, if you want to feel out my tits, that's just fine. Or if you want to play with my pussy, that's fine too. And if you want me to give you a handjob or a blowjob, just let me know, 'cuz that's fine too. Whatever turns you on to get you hard. But--"

"--If you haven't noticed, sis, I'm already hard," I interrupted, pointing downward towards my stiff flagpole of a dick.

"Please let me finish laying down the ground rules. What I was trying to tell you before you so rudely interrupted me is: Let's not pretend that this is about love making, Carl. Because it's not. It's about you doing your best to try to get me pregnant. So that means you've gotta cum deep inside me and give me your whole wad of sperm anytime that I let you fuck me."

I couldn't believe that I had just been read the riot act by my little sister, and that she was still wearing her pink baby doll nightie. But she was obviously very uncomfortable being next to my naked body, because she had her legs closed up tightly, thigh-against-thigh, and she kept her eyes closed.

"Spread your legs, sis. Then I want you to pull your pussy crack wide-open and show me what you've got down there," I ordered her.

And Lacey followed my instructions to the letter, without ever opening her eyes.

I knelt down on the floor in front of her, between her spread-apart thighs, and began feeling out her ...