Possession
Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 37
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 37 - Novel type: incest, mother, son, sister, elder sister, aunt, teacher, neighbor. I kissed my mother's smooth forehead and whispered softly: "Mom, how nice it would be if you could really be my wife?" "Mom, do you know? I really want to take care of you, take care of you for the rest of my life." "Mom, how nice it would be if I were not your son?" "Mom, the most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you. I want to be with you forever and ever..." "Mom, I love you so much..."
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son Sister Aunt Teacher/Student
My sister leaned her tall body against my chest, her legs were as soft as two noodles, and she couldn’t stand up at all.
I had no choice but to help her sit on the toilet lid.
I lifted up my sister’s nightgown: “Baby, take off your skirt, I’ll wash it for you.”
“Perverted brother...” My sister rested for a long time and recovered some energy. Her beautiful eyes were clear, and she pouted her lips slightly and scolded me softly, with a hint of resentment in her eyes: “You just bully me.”
I coaxed her softly: “Brother is wrong, brother will never force you again, okay?”
My sister rolled her eyes at me softly: “You don’t keep your word.”
“Okay, stop making trouble, it’s so late.” I stroked her hair gently: “Wash and go to bed quickly.”
My sister gently pressed my lower abdomen with her naked white and tender feet to stop me from getting close: “I’ll wash it myself.”
My sister’s tender and soft soles rubbed against my lower abdomen, and from time to time rubbed the slightly limp penis, which made my cock react slightly again.
In the evening, I wanted my sister to give me a foot job with her beautiful feet. I quickly grabbed her ankles and said, “Okay, stop being naughty. Don’t let mom find out.”
When she heard mom, my sister really calmed down. She was still resisting slightly, “Then I have to wash myself.”
“Be good, be obedient.”
I gently picked up my sister and took off her nightgown.
My sister gently pinched the soft flesh on my waist and hummed in dissatisfaction, “You just said you won’t force me anymore, but you really don’t keep your word.”
“Baby, be obedient.”
I kissed her lips. My sister had no choice but to let me take off her nightgown.
At this moment, my sister only had a thin pair of panties and a bra on her body. Looking at my sister with a tall chest and hips, her appearance and figure were so attractive.
It’s hard to imagine that I would just press my younger sister, who was young but beautiful, under me and ride her wantonly.
She is so charming now. If she reaches the age of my aunt and mother, her temperament and appearance will reach the peak. How beautiful will my sister be?
“Hey, what are you doing?”
My sister patted my palm gently, her face fierce.
“How can I wash it if I don’t take it off?”
My sister hugged her breasts and bit her lower lip lightly: “I don’t want you to wash it, I will do it myself.”
“You are not obedient again?”
I held my sister in my arms forcibly, and unbuttoned her bra with one hand: “Are you being petty again? We have done such intimate things, what does this count for?”
My sister’s expression was struggling. I saw her hesitation and continued to increase her offensive: “Brother promises that I will just wash you simply and will never bully you again.”
“Then why don’t you let me wash it myself?”
“Uh...”
I thought for more than ten seconds, and then whispered: “You said last night that we often took a bath together.”
“Is it the same now as when we were children?” My sister smiled slyly and refuted me with my words.
Seeing that I was speechless, my sister said proudly: “Nothing to say, right?”
In fact, I wanted to give my sister a bath so much, from the bottom of my heart, I just wanted to see my sister’s pussy that made me crazy, and see my sister’s tender pussy.
Looking at my sister’s smug look, I moved my fingers on her beautiful back slightly and suddenly unhooked her bra.
“Ah, you’re attacking me?”
My sister noticed that her bra had burst open, her face changed, and she hurriedly covered her breasts, but I held her arm tightly.
I stared at my sister’s breasts with my eyes burning, and my throat rolled.
My sister’s breasts were big and firm, not at all like the size of a young girl.
Although my sister’s breasts are not as exaggerated as my mother’s, they are better than most women. They are round and plump, like two peaches. The white breast skin is delicate and smooth, tightly squeezed together, outlining a deep gap. The breasts are full of youthful vitality, standing high and tall, and outlining the most moving scenery with the slender waist.
Only two small pieces of areola the size of a 50-cent coin, pink and tender, seductive, bean-sized pink nipples bloom on the top of the snow peak, like delicate flower buds, waiting to be picked, showing the immaturity of the girl.
Fruits hang on thin branches, and young girls hide treasures.
“You...! What are you doing?!”
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