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I fired another liquid bullet then she could take no more, she raised her head and watched teen as I squeezed more rounds over her hand. Each time I pulsed I flexed the finger in her ass causing her eyes to flutter, her breath to catch. She sat straight up next to me which caused my finger to slip from her butt. Semen dripped down her chin and splashed on her left tit but she didn’t seem to mind. After a few moments I saw her throat move, her eyes glistened as she wiped the cum off her chin. She looked at the mess on her hand and my stomach and commented wryly “Jesus you cum a lot, no wonder I got pregnant.” The oral sex was just a prelude to a long hot night with my older sister. I was going back to school the next day and she was looking for work and her own place to live. Our paths were diverging so Shelby and I acted as if this were the last time we would be together like that. The blow job only whetted my sexual appetite so when I proposed ‘Let’s break some more fucking laws’ my hot sexy sibling screwed me three more times before the sun rose. I was so tired from sex all night that I had to pull into a rest stop for an in-car nap later that morning. Chapter Three I went back to finish my degree, Shelby found a job and an apartment in Asheville, about 180 miles from our parents. We corresponded by email, text and occasionally by phone. We resumed our normal family relationship; the sexual interludes were relegated to history. Even indian though we weren’t screwing any more I used my memories as stimulation when I took matters into my own hands. After jacking off while thinking about my sister my nuts would relax in total satisfaction but my cock would stay half hard until I slept it off. Sometimes my girlfriends’ cries of passion weren’t even enough to lure my thoughts from Shelby. Twice I asked a girl I was fucking if she could climax quietly; they tried but couldn’t. I kind of missed sex with my sister. I graduated, found a job nearer to home than Asheville and settled into a routine life. Shelby and I would go to our parents for birthdays and holidays and once in a while I drove to Asheville to visit her. Those visits were strictly platonic, we didn't jump into her bed to satisfy some base urge to commit incest again. We had separate lives, we were becoming long distant relatives. I opened my mail one day to find a wedding invitation from Shelby. I knew she had been dating Kevin for over two years, I had met him several times when we got together. Our mother went into “Oh my god! She’s getting Married!” mode while dad and I toasted the couple with a brew. The day arrived, Shelby was getting married. She was radiant, beautiful in her wedding dress. The floor length gown flowed in waves of silk and lace from a high neck to the broad flared skirt that hid silver heels. The back of the dress swept back as a train laden with pearls and opals that shown soft in the light. Her long golden hair cascaded in waves to the middle of her back, it was wrapped with lace ribbons and sprinkled with pearls. She stood still as the bridesmaids made final adjustments, she was minutes from getting married to Kevin. I had been ass hovering near her the entire time she readied to marry. I was allowed in the dressing room big because I was the wedding photographer. After college I had set up my own studio for photography so I girl was shooting my sister’s wedding as a gift to her and her new husband. I’d been present with my cameras since Shelby began the long process of getting ready for the ceremony. I had images of her from the moment she stepped out of her street clothing to the time she was fully made up and decked out as the radiant bride. Rachel, her best friend, who knew I was her brother objected at first but was finally convinced that as a professional photographer paid to take pictures I'd seen many brides in panties and bras before so my presence was okay. "Oh, blech," he said. I started throwing up in the mornings They’ve been casting spells far longer than we have. My balls began to tighten l had to stop fucking Steph if l wanted teen to big fuck and pump a creamy load inside Karan, l slid my shaft from Steph’s warm indian tight hole and lay Karan onto her back then got in position to gently pushed the head of my cock between her pussy lips, l could feel her muscles gripping me even though l had stretched her pussy with the vibrator and filled it ass with gel, her pussy became very tight around my cock l had reached her hymenal, l kissed Karan then told Steph to kiss her and when she did l gave a thrust of my cock into Karan causing her to wince. She slipped her girl right hand below the table and separated her wet lips. “Okay then, next week, same time same place right?” I’m now convinced it would be wise for me to do the same,” sinking to her knees before me with her arms stretched to me and her palms up. He told everyone that I was afraid to do anything and that I thought I was better than him. “Hey, you’re not the only one who’s hygienic. He was getting fatigued and began breathing harder, pulling in more oxygen in an attempt to keep going. Something was clearly happening. Mia’s heart fluttered, as it always did, at the sight of the pale, beautiful, princess with her striking red hair. They had managed to set up a nice camp in their time there, and always tried to improve it.