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b*****rs Bathroom

... happen right. The older sibling entered the room but didn’t head for the bed. He didn’t trust himself to be close to his beautiful s****r right then. Instead, he sat in the chair opposite the bed, and stared at the floor for a long moment. “What ever do you want to talk about, big b*****r?” Megan asked playfully. When Adam looked up, his answer caught in his throat. Megan had pulled the sides of her shirt away, exposing the small mounds of her still-growing tits. She played with her hair and chewed a fingertip teasingly. “Oh come on, now, that’s just now fair!” Adam yelled. The b*****r and s****r laughed together, and the last remaining tension drained out of the room. They talked and talked for over an hour, about life and f****y and lust and love. When Megan admitted to how her sexual desire for Adam began, he shook his head. “I can’t believe that was you!” he groaned. “I saw you hiding in the shadows a couple times, but I figured it was Traci.” The more they talked, the more in awe of her older b*****r Megan became. He was so understanding about everything, from why she had avoided him for so long to why she’d acted the way she had earlier. She left out the explicit details about how her two best friends had recently fucked f****y members, instead simply saying that she’d found out that i****t was more common than she’d thought. “That’s the truth!” Adam laughed when she mentioned it. “One of my roommates has been fucking his aunt for years. He says there’s a good chance ...

... that his cousin is actually his daughter!” Megan’s eyes grew wide at the idea, and she giggled a little. Then, the two were silent for a long beat. “Speaking of which…” Adam said. “Yeah…” Megan started, acknowledging that they were both thinking about the same thing. “Are you on…” Adam began, then trailed off. “No,” said his s****r simply. “Oh, okay. So I guess I should go get…” Adam stood, motioning towards his room. “You don’t have to…” Megan said quickly, stopping her b*****r in his tracks. “I mean, if you don’t want to...it’s...okay.” “Are you sure?” Adam asked gravely. “Is that what you want?” “I…” Megan began nervously, then stopped. Be Bold, she reminded herself. Say what you want. “Yes.” “Yes?” “Definitely. Now, sit back down,” she told her b*****r. “I want to hear more about how pretty I am.” Adam went back to the chair, describing all of the little things about his little s****r that he found so lovely, so arousing, so irresistible. As he did so, Megan started a slow strip-tease for him. First, she pulled her jean shorts to her knees, revealing a tiny pink thong. When she got on all fours to show him the view from behind, he came forward on his hands and knees, pulling aside the thong to get his first close look at her pretty little teen pussy. After wagging her bum in her b*****r’s face, Megan pushed him away and continued to strip. The shorts came all the way off, then the thong, and finally the pink top was tossed aside. “Now, you!” Megan commanded. “I wanna get ...