Sister Married to Incest (1-4)

Sister Married to Incest (1-4) For as long as I can remember, I've been recounting the events that occurred after I started fucking my sister, who's 15 years older than me, and she's already married and a mother of two. It all began in the tale 84,008 which must be read to understand how it all began, perhaps some occurrences are not in chronological order, but all are true. After my niece got married, and went to live in Uberaba, it became more difficult to eat my sister, before Aninha spied, if her father was coming she would warn and I would stop fucking her mother. Her husband Arnaldo now marked above, walked suspiciously. Soraia did not take a step without him going along. Nor with me she could no longer go shopping, at Sunday mass he went along, before my sister pretended and said that she went to church, but the mass was another. I knelt yes, but not to pray and yes to suck milk on my cock. Since her daughter's wedding we didn't run away, Soraia was climbing up the walls, told me in shame that she was masturbating twice a day, encouraged her to whistle the cricket to mock whenever she felt like it, until we came up with a solution, confessed that I was also touching one pussy every night. She told me that she fantasized that I was taking off her goatee, she started reluctantly, but I dominated her by force, tore her panties violently, tied her hands behind her back, and threw her back on the dining room table of the convent school, (yes she had studied until the Scientific, interned in the Marist Sisters, very close to not becoming a nun), she succumbed and scraped her legs, while I stuck my pyroconus up to the heel once in her virgin kiss, when she got to that point she said that she was already with the four fingers of the left hand inside the vagina, and with two fingers of the right hand she massaged the clitoris, the pleasure was intense as a lightning at the head of the feet and she had started to tremble, that she would still faint without stopping, after five minutes she would sit and recover and leave the bathroom. She made me tell her what I was thinking as I touched my pussy, and I told her that I started imagining that I was licking and sucking her pussy back when she was a little girl of 11, and as a kid, I stole a picture from the portrait door of my sister in a bikini, her pussy already stewed, her thighs thick, her butt was already promising, and her smile was devastating, like, she eats me, she fucks me. Then my thoughts flew to the present day, there was a day when I'd knock her down on her knees, cornered her against the wall, and I'd have her suck my cock, eyeball my eyeball, and mock the whole fucking thing inside her little mouth while she swallowed the warm little milk without missing a drop. The other day I was in the pink kitchen, I imagined the little hand of four with its white, family-sized bundle sticking up, grabbing a very large plastic ruler and hitting it hard, now left, now right until it asked me to stop, I stood up and it rolled until it fit its head into the hole, then I put it all in at once, to break it even, to hurt it, to hurt it, to burst its folds, while screaming, I shoot and I shoot it all again, a thousand times, only stopping after emptying my pussy right at the bottom of the rectum, if I keep fucking her ass until she laughs again. I stood on my back, kangaroo cushion, little hand with my right leg resting on the chair, while the dick was coming and going, with my right thumb all tucked up in my tight ass, with the dick going and coming, with only the skin of the rectum separating, I felt my head rubbing against the thumb, and so on. I was curious why she wanted to lose her virginity in the dining room of her fellow intern, so she told me a little girl's secret, which she'd never told anyone before. One very thirsty night, he went out on tiptoe to drink water in the kitchen, already with all the lights off, after 10 p.m. it was forbidden to leave the dormitory, considered a serious offense and note in the notebook. As he entered the refectory he heard muffled moans and noises at the back of the hall, as it was a full moon night, the light coming in through a window, he distinctly saw the Friar Superior (the tall bald one shaved) the only man in the Mission, more than 2 meters tall, with the shroud rolled up to the waist, leaning on the last table, 2 thin and white and very agitated little legs pointed his bare feet to the ceiling, suddenly, as if suspicious the friar turned to the front door, pressed in the darkness, asked if anyone was in the kitchen, heard nothing he turned to what he was doing, Soraia was frightened, he had never seen an adult parrot nearby, already sitting in the middle of the two cooks of the boyfriend, turned to his cousin's cousin's cousin, disappeared in the adult pallet, who was already running in to do everything, leaned on the last table, 2 thin and white and very agitated little legs pointed his bare feet to the ceiling, suddenly, as if suspicious the friar turned to the entrance door, pressed into the darkness, asked if anyone was in the kitchen, Soraia was frightened, he had never seen an adult parrot nearby, he had never seen an adult parrot sitting in the middle of the bench, already sitting in the middle of the two cooks of his boyfriend's cooks, he had already turned around, his cousin's cousin's head, Nelson had already disappeared, he was running in his head, he was running in his head, his head, he was running in his head, he was almost as tall, his head was almost as tall, he was almost as tall, he was almost as tall as tall as tall as tall as tall as tall as tall as nothing, but a friar, but a red as tall as tall as tall as tall as tall as tall as a friar, but a friar, but a Scared. She gave up drinking water and in the greatest silence, she returned to the dormitory, as there were 26 beds all occupied, it was easy to see who was missing, besides my sister who was 18 years old, she had no one in 15, it was empty, Soraia lay quietly quietly and was surprised, the bed 15 was her colleague's wallet, a frenzied girl, shy, well-educated and very expensive, even helped as a crown, how she could stand that giant monster in such a small bowl, they had already taken a bath together, Marialva was thin, ribs showed and had a few hairs on the bed, the small breasts gave her an even more youthful air. If her thoughts were interrupted, the little girl was dragging her feet in and then you could see that she was walking, swallowing a shit too! When Sora passed by the bed, there was a quick signal from under the bed, and the silence stopped. The next day, although they sat together, Marialva said nothing, but you could tell that when she moved, she made a grimace of pain. As it was a Friday at the end of the day they boarded together because the bus was going directly to the Rodoviária do Rio de Janeiro, in Praça Maúa, where their parents would pick them up at the meeting point. Marialva was ashamed, she asked what she had seen. Soraia told everything... with a tearful voice the girl asked for a secret, hand agreed with the condition that next week she would tell her how it all started and how long and if other colleagues were also on the same path. Okay, promised and agreed. Nssse weekend Soraia couldn't stand it and asked her boyfriend to throw the pipe out wanted to see how it was, she just felt slanted, was afraid that it would be the size of the Friar and when it was going to give the pipe it would be broken from one side to the other. I asked, and she said that it was her Arnaldo, in fact it was her only boyfriend, although she got pregnant by him without losing her virginity, (strange, but I will tell in a next story). Surprised by the request he put out the very hard dick and she measured, had taken metric tape, gave 16 cm. Neither thin nor thick. Already now he demanded to see her little toy what my sister was not expecting, as they were in the very dark garden, his Arnaldo took her to the toilet that served to support the pool, and in the bathroom, she lowered the footstool and gathered the little virgin bottle, he lowered, got excited and soon pulled the hard dick out of the trousers, and she let it slide against the head of the sugar pine from high down into the big jaws, he suddenly did not hold it and began to masturbate violently there, admiring her, which my sister was not expecting, as they were in the very dark garden, her Arnaldo took her to the toilet that served as a support for the pool, and in the bathroom, she lowered her footstool and immediately pulled the hard dick out of the trous, and she let it slide against the head of the sugar pine tree from high down into the big bushes, and she still felt it violently, and suddenly started to masturbating it, and started to masturbating herself in wonderfully, she had never liked the dick, and admiring it, a finger, a little dick that had seen a finger in the box, a finger in the box, and a finger in the box, and a finger, and a finger stuck itch in the box. Fearing that someone would notice their disappearance, they took turns going back into the garden as if nothing had happened. The next week, the last of the school year, Marialva strangely disappeared, and my sister never heard from her again. With this account of Soraia and remembering the social networks I had the idea to do an intensive search, and looking for the name Marialva, plus the surname that is very strange. I thought. It was not difficult and soon we found the missing one. She is still thin, blonde hair, currently the same age as my sister, and surprise, single mother of a 25-year-old boy, doing the math, we came to the conclusion that when she finished school she was pregnant, adding 2 + 2 and seeing the profile photo of the redheaded son we came to the conclusion that the Friar who was also redheaded was certainly and is the father. In the next narrative I'll tell how I managed to fuck my sister while your Arnaldo made the express glasses in 1 hour at the Optica of the Shopping, without him suspecting. Please, I need your vote.