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Motherfucker

... cute little pussy, as I was making an up-close visual examination of every inch of it, at the same time.

I had my nose so close to her little pussy that I could smell her sexy pussy-odor wafting up into my nasal passages.

"You know, Tim's a lucky man to have a wife with such an awesome-looking pussy between her legs."

"Please don't talk about my husband. Okay?" said my sister.

"Okay, okay. I want you to take off your nightie, and show me your tits. I want to see what they really look like, without any material hanging down in front of them."

Lacey grabbed the bottom part of her sheer nightie with both arms--once again, while still leaving her eyes closed--and she lifted her nightie up over the top of her head, tossing it onto the floor by the foot of the bed afterwards.

Then she dropped her arms back down to her sides and said, "Tah Dah! Is this what you wanted to see?"

"Oh hell yes! God, your little titties are so sexy-looking! It makes me just want to rub my dick against them. Can I?"

"If that's what you want to do, go right ahead," the closed-eyed Lacey said to me.

I stood up in front of her, making sure to place the head of my penis right under her nose for a few moments, so that she could get a good whiff of my "manly aroma," before moving my dick down to her right breast, and teasingly rubbing the tip of my dick from side-to-side against her nipple.

Then I moved my dick over to the other side of her chest, and did the same thing to her ...

... left nipple.

And Lacey didn't react at all to anything I was doing. She didn't open her eyes, or move around, or do anything else, other than to just sit there on the foot of the bed, acting more like a living statue than a human being.

I couldn't believe how cold Lacey was being towards me, when just moments before she was so warm and loving towards our mother, when they were both in bed together, doing the "bisexual shuffle," as it were.

But now that she was with me, it seemed like she was just enduring it all, patiently waiting on me to tell her what I wanted her to do next.

"I want you to lie down on top of the bed," I said to my human statue of a sister.

And lo and behold, Lacey finally moved.

But all she did was lie down on her back on top of the bed, while keeping her butt in the exact same position at the foot of the bed, and her legs spread apart, with her feet still on the floor. And just for the record she still had her eyes closed.

I was still standing up in front of Lacey when I bent my knees a little bit, and moved my dick in close to her crotch so that I could begin rubbing the dry head of my circumcised dick up and down the length of her pussy crack to lubricate it. That way, I could penetrate what I was sure would be a tight-fitting vagina without causing my sister any pain--hopefully.

The minute that Lacey felt my dick-head come into direct contact with the inside part of her pussy-crack, she suddenly sat back up on the bed, opened her ...