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Like it was nothing, the three of them got completely naked right there in the backyard. "Scarlett!" Ariana said, covering her eyes, like seeing her naked sister might burn her retinas right out. I'd forgotten that Ariana hadn't witnessed Scarlett's earlier adventures. Ariana was still picturing her innocent little sister, rather than the sultry sexpot that Scarlett had revealed herself to be.

I've showered with as many as six people in here in recent months, including once with my sister and Nicole together, but tonight I don't want anyone else. We step into the shower and I adjust the temperature of the water. Susan is facing the shower door, letting the warm water cascade down her back. I move in front of her and we stand there for a minute with neither of us saying anything. My sister is so beautiful that it's like a statue of a goddess has been erected in the center of the shower. I watch little beads of water run down her breasts and drip onto the tile floor. Her thick nipples, stretched to an amazingly smooth tautness, are pointing at my chest as I take a deep breath and st

They wept in the room. The air was so charged with salt, the walls so close in clenched proximity, that they had crept forward like thieves to see what no crystal-lined chamber below ever would. Shayla had inserted her sister's fingers into her own and was refusing to let go. She fought and jammed her knuckles obstinately in protest at being forced to let go. Her dress was rumpled, her hair disheveled, her tears streaming down her face — but for the first time in years, she wasn't Anderson's daughter with fins anymore. She was Shayla Only, a girl who loved her sister more than the golden cage she'd been born into.

How did they get any of it? Most of the pictures were fake she had never owned a red bikini or had a tattoo so how on earth had she ended up on a beach in a tiny red bikini cupping her naked left breast? This was too much, Jade choked on her breath. One thing was for sure her sister had a hand in it. "W-what's g-going on here J-Jan?" She couldn't recover from the shock.

I couldn’t sleep. Not after watching my baby sister masterbate and me handjobing myself to it Every time I closed my eyes, the image came back; Cynthia on her bed, legs spread wide, two fingers buried deep in her tight, shaved pussy, moaning quietly as she came. My own sister. My blood sister. The girl I used to carry on my back when she was little. And now I’d jerked off watching her finger-fuck herself like a desperate pervert.

He spat out a mouthful of saliva when the stranger sending another naked photos , his phone popped up again , he didn't know who is this woman sending him many nude photos . For the knowledge of all , Joshua has never had a girlfriend since birth. He was a totally pure virgin at all. The woman sending him more nude photos was actually Karen , the saleslady in the automotive car shop who was dumbfounded by Joshua and this time she sent Joshua a message. "Do you like my nude photo Mr. Handsome? Or do you need more? I can have it,” “ I'm willing to send more and more as long as you like,”

I looked at my parents. “Do you want to know why I’m getting home so late tonight? A client forced me to down an entire bottle of hard liquor. I was in the washroom puking my guts out. “And while I was out there breaking my back, I saw my own sister showing off the apartment you bought her. It’s the one I’ve been working really hard to afford but will never, ever have! Daphne stood up and said in a shrill voice, “Lina, how can you talk to Mom and Dad like that? They’ve sacrificed so much to raise us—”

I wasn't the kind of person who could just toss someone's possessions carelessly, not even my sister's, not even after what she'd done. "Some poor charity shop worker is going to have a heart attack when they open these boxes," Maya joked, holding up a barely-there piece of lingerie. I laughed, though it felt strange to be touching my sister's intimate things. "I'm sure they've seen worse." "Doubt it." She dangled a lacy scrap of fabric. We continued working, making steady progress through the massive closet. When I reached the back corner shelf, my fingers brushed against something solid tucked behind a stack of cashmere sweaters. I pulled it out, surprised to find a leather-bound book.

Nathuni was trying to find a glimpse of happiness she could for Shiele but reality was hitting her in the gut and twisting it like a knife the more she found out that Shiele really was alone, she could only imagine how hurt she truly was. Shiele kept her eyes on her hands and shook her head “No, I never had a sister although I always wanted one, and my older brother thinks I am a freak, he said I should join the travelling circus as a sideshow” her voice breaking, she turned to the window to hide that she now had tears rolling down her cheeks. “So, you see Nathuni I don’t have anyone to…'' Suddenly Shiele felt a sudden slam against her back as Nathuni’s arms were around her, holding her tigh

CHAPTER 53 VALERIE'S POV Drops of water from the shower wash away Stephano's cum from my thighs. We were both inside the large glass shower cubicle, washing each other's bodies after our intense sex that happened minutes ago. "The girl in that picture is my sister," Stephano said out of the blue, making my mouth drop in shock. "What?" I sputter out. "I didn't fuck anyone like you assumed, I was visiting my sister" he replied.