Submitting my sisters
Chapter I. Of walls that don't know how to keep secrets and shameful truths.
It's the end of the school year, and honestly, I don't really care if we consider that I failed to get into university for the last two years. My parents gave me an ultimatum: either you get a job or make sure you get in next time. I don't want to even imagine what will happen if I don't get in, so I've been staying up late studying. On a normal day, I would have gone looking for some hentai to relieve stress and sleep well, but today I have no other option than to focus. Or so I think.
Monday 5:15 A.M.
While I'm trying to memorize trigonometric functions, I hear a noise at the entrance. Will it be that Mesalina has finally come back from work? My older sister has been coming home late from work every day since she got this new job. Anyway, that doesn't bother me, at least now when she's home she's always tired and isn't bothering me.
I hear sobs.
Is she crying? Is my older sister crying? That athletic woman with light brown hair, fairer skin than anyone in our family, German general character, and model body, is crying?
Finally I lose absolute concentration on analytical geometry topics and yield to curiosity to discover what happens to Messalina.
I open the door of my room with discretion and head towards yours, which is in front.
I touch the door gently.
Are you okay, Lina?
(Sure, that's how we affectionately call each other. Despite all our problems, we still have enough affection to call each other by those little nicknames)
Mature, please, what don't you have to study? Despite her voice sobbing, she felt the disdain in her voice.
—Okay, I just wanted to ask if you were okay or if there was something I could help with.
Please, you can't even help yourself, you're a failure. That last one really hurt me. I don't know if that's his honest opinion or if he just said it because of his emotional situation, anyway, I wasn't going to waste more time with that ungrateful person.
I thought of heading to my room, but with a bit less intensity, the voice of my sister crossed its thin door again, this time involuntarily. I stayed still trying to distinguish her words (It's not that I'm nosy, I'm just curious, God's truth)
Yes, can you believe it? That damn idiot was groping me and the security idiot didn't get him out! And they made me keep dancing until I finished my shift! Yes! And they scold me for treating him badly! What a disgusting mess! I swear I want to quit, but if I quit I won't have anywhere to go from this damn crazy house. And now that damn perverted brother of mine still came to bother me, you don't know what disgust I feel when he approaches, has very rare tastes.
Was my sister abused?! Worse still, does my sister work dancing at a night club?! And on top of that, she complains to me that I never did anything to her! Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God. If my parents find out that my sister is taking this kind of job, they'll kill her or die from the shock. How in the world did this happen? It was too much information in too short a time! What do I do? Should I tell my dads? But that would ruin Lina's life... Besides, she hates me, it seems, Why should I worry about hiding this? Will my parents believe me if I tell them what I heard? No, I already know what to do. Tomorrow when Lina leaves her 'office' I could try to follow her. If she works at a night club, where does she go all afternoon? Well, I'll find out.
I'm going back to my room, it's almost 6 am, I need to rest a bit if I'm going to be out all day.
Monday 1:30 PM
Slut mom, I fell asleep. Lina is no longer at home, dad isn't either, but that's already common. In fact, I don't know when she'll be back, she has a project at work that keeps her away from home for complete weeks: She's working on the construction of a football stadium in a neighboring state.
Mama, by the way, must be already at the office. She always wakes up early to go to the gym and when she returns only takes a bath and goes to work in the lawyers' office where she belongs. I don't know how she dares to come home with her gym clothes completely sweaty all the way back from home. Apart from that, she can't even stay at home on weekends, Saturdays are doing volunteer work at the parish and Sundays, apart from going to mass, stays with her Bible study group.
The only one here is my other sister, Sila, known as Escila to the family. She, unlike me, has already finished her career, she's a designer, and unlike Lina, she's unemployed. Normally she spends her time drawing in her room. Despite not having a job, she makes money selling drawings, which gives her enough autonomy to live life party after party, without our parents noticing, of course, or they wouldn't let her leave the house.
I remember that once Sila came back home one day when my mom left work early, it was around 11 pm and she had a light breath of alcohol on her, but she was completely in her right mind... My mom gave her a scolding that bordered on domestic violence and forbade her from leaving the house, except to go to school, for at least three months.
Anyway, I went to knock on Sila's door. She was listening to music so she took her time to notice me.
—Shh! Have you had breakfast? Do you want something? The sound of the music stopped and the door opened slowly.
From the darkness of that windowless room, a dark mane appeared and then her face could be made out - the youngest of my sisters (who was still older than me by four years). Her brown face with fine features, parallel eyes, those hypnotic large eyes make her look so lovely and surely more than one guy has been enchanted by them. She doesn't have an athletic body but her thinness is quite attractive, considering the shape of her hips. Her eyes turned towards me and then her flirtatious lips parted.
Until you get up. Ha ha ha. Are you seriously asking if I've already had breakfast? It's one o'clock in the afternoon! Of course, I've already had breakfast. Not everyone in this house is a good-for-nothing slacker.
Next act, the door slams shut in my face. Three more seconds and the music returns to how it was just a moment ago.
Cursed ungrateful one, just like Lina. I don't know why I bother to please them. But those damn eyes, those lips. I'll be honest, both Lina and Sila are too sensual for this man's heart. And more so for his libido.
Well, a good breakfast will help me dissipate my courage.
Monday 3:30 PM
After breakfast I tried to focus on my studies again, but I couldn't manage due to Sila's music having continued during these hours and even increasing the volume. Under normal circumstances I would have opted for putting on my earphones to ignore the noise with my own sonic distraction, but it's been days since my earphones stopped working and I haven't been able to get new ones. So I decided to go ask Sila to turn down the volume of her music.
I'm knocking on the door.
There's no answer. The music keeps playing.
I'm coming back to touch again, now with greater intensity.
No glimpse of response. The music continues.
Hey, your music is really strong, turn it down a bit!
The absence of response is despairing for me and I choose to try to open the door.
I hear the creaking and the door opens.
Sila isn't in her room. Is she bathing and playing music this loud to bathe with background music? Whatever it is, I don't care about that, I need to study for that exam and not suffer the consequences of failing again. I approach Sila's computer intending to lower the volume, but what comes up on screen gives me a headache. What the hell?! Does Sila have an OnlyFans? What didn't she earn her money by selling furry porn?! Well, that was what I heard her tell some friend of hers once when I was awake late.
Yes, the walls of this house are so thin that nobody can have privacy.
Anyway, my mind started giving me some ideas of what I could do with this information, but each thing in its time. I note down Silita's OnlyFans page and go back to my room without turning off her music, it'll be a small thank you for the favors she'll do for me in the future, even if they're against her will.
Monday 11:30 PM
I spent the rest of the afternoon trying to half-study, luckily Sila left home around four and had the decency to turn off her noise. Apart from studying, I was also thinking about what I could do to benefit from my sister's secret. Finally, I came to the conclusion that I could start pressuring her a bit without making it obvious blackmail, but rather see how she reacts when she finds out I discovered her secret.
After a while, the opportunity arrived, my parents haven't come back home, Lina must be showing off her body in some nightclub, and Sila just got home in an obvious state of intoxication. She has learned our parents' routine to arrive in this state without them noticing, something that Lina and I are unaware of since we can do the same three of us, but today I'll take advantage of her state for my own purposes.
She heads to her room without knowing I'm blocking her entrance. On seeing me, she screams at me.
What are you doing there? Get out of here, I'm tired!
Wait, I want to talk to you about something.
Talk to me? Come on, I'm tired, just let me pass.
When do you have an Onlyfans?
The dark face of Sila acquired a color more similar to that of Lina.
Come on, come on, don't tell anyone, you can't tell anyone, please. What do you want? Do you want a share of the profits? Do you want me to help you study?
Relax, I won't tell anyone, it just sparked my curiosity. I won't tell anyone, in fact, I'll help you instead.
---How are you going to help me? Don't mess with this, please, just tell me what I have to do so you'll keep the secret.
In all seriousness, what you have to do so she doesn't tell anyone is let me help you. I'll be your photographer. Tell me, what kind of photos do you usually take for your OF?
Are you my photographer? You're a pervert, idiot! Let me in my room already!
So then you'd rather I tell your secret to our parents?
You're a damn one.
What kind of photos do you usually take?
Normally... It's just lingerie photos, nothing too suggestive...
Great, we can take some pictures today? Do you want?
Don't freak out, I'm a mess, it's already night, mom will be here soon.
So you'll want to enlist before she arrives.
Asshole.
Go take a bath, I'll wait for you in your room. I'll also help you choose what to use for today's photos.
I step aside from the door and Sila opens it with her key. She takes out her towel and heads to take a bath. After a while, she returns covered only by her towel.
Get out of here, I'm going to change.
I told you I was going to help you decide what to use for today's session.
I'm not going to change in front of you, perverted one.
I'll turn around to the other side when you change, let's decide what you're going to wear first. Show me what you have.
I hate you.
After saying that, Sila took out some lingerie sets and individual pieces. I was surprised by the amount of clothes she had, it seems that the business does make good profits.
After analyzing it for a bit, I made a decision: I told him to put on a black and quite thin thong and a matching bra that gave an image of elegance and tidiness.
I turned around to let her change more comfortably and once she had finished, I saw her arranging her hair. The thong on her slender body and wide hips gave a rather sensual and erotic touch, my groin began to react at seeing that small woman with so little clothes concentrating on looking as elegant as possible. Then I saw her take a lip balm, which she approached her lips with delicacy, seeing the texture of the lip balm with her skin generated a strange kind of pleasure. Suddenly, without realizing it, I had tremendous urges to feel the touch of those lips with mine. I got lost in these thoughts while she finished getting ready and once she was done, she passed me her phone.
My one has a better camera than yours, besides, you won't stay with my photos, damn sick person.
In any case, you're going to pass them on to me.
You wouldn't believe.
Do you have another option?
Yes, let you tell our parents, so I'll tell them that you forced me to do this and we can both go to hell.
Will you leave the comfort of being at home to use your earnings to pay a rent and services for yourself?
Okay, but why do you want my photos? Are you going to jerk off with your sister, damn sick guy?
And you want to know it for what? Would it heat you up if your brother jerked off with your photos? Moreover, I just got an idea from you.
It's not like I'd be just as perverse as you either.
We'll see.
After that small discussion we calmed down and I started taking pictures of her. She repeated some poses she said she usually takes herself, but with different clothes, then I suggested some different ones to her.
After a few shots I decided to press a bit more:
I have an idea. We'll take three different images that your followers will really like.
I'm not going to show anything.
It's not going to show, the charm is in what they will represent.
I'm taking off my pants to wear boxers. (I forgot to say that I'm not really someone attractive. I've gained quite a few pounds due to lack of physical activity)
Don't mess around, what a crap do you want to do?
I know what I'm saying, we're going to represent some scenes that are quite popular among manga hentai consumers.
And you know a lot about that, damn virgin.
Hey, people love seeing beautiful girls with ugly guys. We agree that I'm not the most beautiful person in the world, this will work. Think of it like this: I won't ask you for money and, in return, you could increase your earnings.
—And what do you want to do? Do you want to take suggestive photos of us?
Yes, only three will be. For the first one I need you to get on your knees, spread your legs and I'll put my pubic area close to your face, all you have to do is look at it with desire. You know, that lustful face you made for yourself in past photos.
Don't even think about bringing your groin near my face.
It'll only be one photo like that, let's go.
—...
Finally he accessed and got into position, I put my hand on his neck as if assuming ownership. In the photo you can see half of my body, including my belly. My erection was quite noticeable through the boxer shorts and the face of my little sister who with her big and beautiful eyes gazed longingly at what was hiding behind the fabric.
The second photo was her sitting on my legs looking at me straight on. In the image, only my legs were visible, she on top of me, with her face and hair covering my face, but you could see the shape of my body. Her hands were holding my face and we looked at each other as if we were about to kiss.
The last photo was the most daring: I used my belt as a leash for her, in the image she appeared on all fours taking cum from a plate while I appeared holding her 'leash', just like in the previous photos, only my belly down to my feet could be seen.
After that photo shoot I sent the photos from Sila's phone on my phone and told her:
Okay, we're done for today. The last thing will be that I'll stay with your thong today. Tomorrow I'll wash it and give it back to you.
What?! No! Don't be ridiculous! You have to set a limit!
Okay, or you could just not give it to me and send these photos to Dad instead.
Hey! This definitely has to be a crime! You can't blackmail me like this!
Then what will you do? Sue me? That won't stop dad from seeing his daughter acting like a slut.
You're a piece of crap as a human being? Do you know that? There you go, enjoy wanking yourself off with the thong and your sister's photos, damn pervert.
He said that while taking off his thong in an instant and throwing it at me.
I retired to my room while laughing at her. Ha, ha. At least one of my ungrateful sisters now has just reasons to hate me.
Already in my room I realized something quite relevant:
My sister Sila had wet her thong. At least she lubricated it a bit before I used her. Ha, ha.
While using it, I heard Mom arrive home. Thanks God she was late. Has Lina been late too? Tomorrow I'll try to find out what she does in the afternoon and where she goes dancing at night.
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Chapter I. Of walls that don't know how to keep secrets and shameful truths.
It's the end of the school year, and honestly, I don't really care if we consider that I failed to get into university for the last two years. My parents gave me an ultimatum: either you get a job or make sure you get in next time. I don't want to even imagine what will happen if I don't get in, so I've been staying up late studying. On a normal day, I would have gone looking for some hentai to relieve stress and sleep well, but today I have no other option than to focus. Or so I think.
Monday 5:15 A.M.
While I'm trying to memorize trigonometric functions, I hear a noise at the entrance. Will it be that Mesalina has finally come back from work? My older sister has been coming home late from work every day since she got this new job. Anyway, that doesn't bother me, at least now when she's home she's always tired and isn't bothering me.
I hear sobs.
Is she crying? Is my older sister crying? That athletic woman with light brown hair, fairer skin than anyone in our family, German general character, and model body, is crying?
Finally I lose absolute concentration on analytical geometry topics and yield to curiosity to discover what happens to Messalina.
I open the door of my room with discretion and head towards yours, which is in front.
I touch the door gently.
Are you okay, Lina?
(Sure, that's how we affectionately call each other. Despite all our problems, we still have enough affection to call each other by those little nicknames)
Mature, please, what don't you have to study? Despite her voice sobbing, she felt the disdain in her voice.
—Okay, I just wanted to ask if you were okay or if there was something I could help with.
Please, you can't even help yourself, you're a failure. That last one really hurt me. I don't know if that's his honest opinion or if he just said it because of his emotional situation, anyway, I wasn't going to waste more time with that ungrateful person.
I thought of heading to my room, but with a bit less intensity, the voice of my sister crossed its thin door again, this time involuntarily. I stayed still trying to distinguish her words (It's not that I'm nosy, I'm just curious, God's truth)
Yes, can you believe it? That damn idiot was groping me and the security idiot didn't get him out! And they made me keep dancing until I finished my shift! Yes! And they scold me for treating him badly! What a disgusting mess! I swear I want to quit, but if I quit I won't have anywhere to go from this damn crazy house. And now that damn perverted brother of mine still came to bother me, you don't know what disgust I feel when he approaches, has very rare tastes.
Was my sister abused?! Worse still, does my sister work dancing at a night club?! And on top of that, she complains to me that I never did anything to her! Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God. If my parents find out that my sister is taking this kind of job, they'll kill her or die from the shock. How in the world did this happen? It was too much information in too short a time! What do I do? Should I tell my dads? But that would ruin Lina's life... Besides, she hates me, it seems, Why should I worry about hiding this? Will my parents believe me if I tell them what I heard? No, I already know what to do. Tomorrow when Lina leaves her 'office' I could try to follow her. If she works at a night club, where does she go all afternoon? Well, I'll find out.
I'm going back to my room, it's almost 6 am, I need to rest a bit if I'm going to be out all day.
Monday 1:30 PM
Slut mom, I fell asleep. Lina is no longer at home, dad isn't either, but that's already common. In fact, I don't know when she'll be back, she has a project at work that keeps her away from home for complete weeks: She's working on the construction of a football stadium in a neighboring state.
Mama, by the way, must be already at the office. She always wakes up early to go to the gym and when she returns only takes a bath and goes to work in the lawyers' office where she belongs. I don't know how she dares to come home with her gym clothes completely sweaty all the way back from home. Apart from that, she can't even stay at home on weekends, Saturdays are doing volunteer work at the parish and Sundays, apart from going to mass, stays with her Bible study group.
The only one here is my other sister, Sila, known as Escila to the family. She, unlike me, has already finished her career, she's a designer, and unlike Lina, she's unemployed. Normally she spends her time drawing in her room. Despite not having a job, she makes money selling drawings, which gives her enough autonomy to live life party after party, without our parents noticing, of course, or they wouldn't let her leave the house.
I remember that once Sila came back home one day when my mom left work early, it was around 11 pm and she had a light breath of alcohol on her, but she was completely in her right mind... My mom gave her a scolding that bordered on domestic violence and forbade her from leaving the house, except to go to school, for at least three months.
Anyway, I went to knock on Sila's door. She was listening to music so she took her time to notice me.
—Shh! Have you had breakfast? Do you want something? The sound of the music stopped and the door opened slowly.
From the darkness of that windowless room, a dark mane appeared and then her face could be made out - the youngest of my sisters (who was still older than me by four years). Her brown face with fine features, parallel eyes, those hypnotic large eyes make her look so lovely and surely more than one guy has been enchanted by them. She doesn't have an athletic body but her thinness is quite attractive, considering the shape of her hips. Her eyes turned towards me and then her flirtatious lips parted.
Until you get up. Ha ha ha. Are you seriously asking if I've already had breakfast? It's one o'clock in the afternoon! Of course, I've already had breakfast. Not everyone in this house is a good-for-nothing slacker.
Next act, the door slams shut in my face. Three more seconds and the music returns to how it was just a moment ago.
Cursed ungrateful one, just like Lina. I don't know why I bother to please them. But those damn eyes, those lips. I'll be honest, both Lina and Sila are too sensual for this man's heart. And more so for his libido.
Well, a good breakfast will help me dissipate my courage.
Monday 3:30 PM
After breakfast I tried to focus on my studies again, but I couldn't manage due to Sila's music having continued during these hours and even increasing the volume. Under normal circumstances I would have opted for putting on my earphones to ignore the noise with my own sonic distraction, but it's been days since my earphones stopped working and I haven't been able to get new ones. So I decided to go ask Sila to turn down the volume of her music.
I'm knocking on the door.
There's no answer. The music keeps playing.
I'm coming back to touch again, now with greater intensity.
No glimpse of response. The music continues.
Hey, your music is really strong, turn it down a bit!
The absence of response is despairing for me and I choose to try to open the door.
I hear the creaking and the door opens.
Sila isn't in her room. Is she bathing and playing music this loud to bathe with background music? Whatever it is, I don't care about that, I need to study for that exam and not suffer the consequences of failing again. I approach Sila's computer intending to lower the volume, but what comes up on screen gives me a headache. What the hell?! Does Sila have an OnlyFans? What didn't she earn her money by selling furry porn?! Well, that was what I heard her tell some friend of hers once when I was awake late.
Yes, the walls of this house are so thin that nobody can have privacy.
Anyway, my mind started giving me some ideas of what I could do with this information, but each thing in its time. I note down Silita's OnlyFans page and go back to my room without turning off her music, it'll be a small thank you for the favors she'll do for me in the future, even if they're against her will.
Monday 11:30 PM
I spent the rest of the afternoon trying to half-study, luckily Sila left home around four and had the decency to turn off her noise. Apart from studying, I was also thinking about what I could do to benefit from my sister's secret. Finally, I came to the conclusion that I could start pressuring her a bit without making it obvious blackmail, but rather see how she reacts when she finds out I discovered her secret.
After a while, the opportunity arrived, my parents haven't come back home, Lina must be showing off her body in some nightclub, and Sila just got home in an obvious state of intoxication. She has learned our parents' routine to arrive in this state without them noticing, something that Lina and I are unaware of since we can do the same three of us, but today I'll take advantage of her state for my own purposes.
She heads to her room without knowing I'm blocking her entrance. On seeing me, she screams at me.
What are you doing there? Get out of here, I'm tired!
Wait, I want to talk to you about something.
Talk to me? Come on, I'm tired, just let me pass.
When do you have an Onlyfans?
The dark face of Sila acquired a color more similar to that of Lina.
Come on, come on, don't tell anyone, you can't tell anyone, please. What do you want? Do you want a share of the profits? Do you want me to help you study?
Relax, I won't tell anyone, it just sparked my curiosity. I won't tell anyone, in fact, I'll help you instead.
---How are you going to help me? Don't mess with this, please, just tell me what I have to do so you'll keep the secret.
In all seriousness, what you have to do so she doesn't tell anyone is let me help you. I'll be your photographer. Tell me, what kind of photos do you usually take for your OF?
Are you my photographer? You're a pervert, idiot! Let me in my room already!
So then you'd rather I tell your secret to our parents?
You're a damn one.
What kind of photos do you usually take?
Normally... It's just lingerie photos, nothing too suggestive...
Great, we can take some pictures today? Do you want?
Don't freak out, I'm a mess, it's already night, mom will be here soon.
So you'll want to enlist before she arrives.
Asshole.
Go take a bath, I'll wait for you in your room. I'll also help you choose what to use for today's photos.
I step aside from the door and Sila opens it with her key. She takes out her towel and heads to take a bath. After a while, she returns covered only by her towel.
Get out of here, I'm going to change.
I told you I was going to help you decide what to use for today's session.
I'm not going to change in front of you, perverted one.
I'll turn around to the other side when you change, let's decide what you're going to wear first. Show me what you have.
I hate you.
After saying that, Sila took out some lingerie sets and individual pieces. I was surprised by the amount of clothes she had, it seems that the business does make good profits.
After analyzing it for a bit, I made a decision: I told him to put on a black and quite thin thong and a matching bra that gave an image of elegance and tidiness.
I turned around to let her change more comfortably and once she had finished, I saw her arranging her hair. The thong on her slender body and wide hips gave a rather sensual and erotic touch, my groin began to react at seeing that small woman with so little clothes concentrating on looking as elegant as possible. Then I saw her take a lip balm, which she approached her lips with delicacy, seeing the texture of the lip balm with her skin generated a strange kind of pleasure. Suddenly, without realizing it, I had tremendous urges to feel the touch of those lips with mine. I got lost in these thoughts while she finished getting ready and once she was done, she passed me her phone.
My one has a better camera than yours, besides, you won't stay with my photos, damn sick person.
In any case, you're going to pass them on to me.
You wouldn't believe.
Do you have another option?
Yes, let you tell our parents, so I'll tell them that you forced me to do this and we can both go to hell.
Will you leave the comfort of being at home to use your earnings to pay a rent and services for yourself?
Okay, but why do you want my photos? Are you going to jerk off with your sister, damn sick guy?
And you want to know it for what? Would it heat you up if your brother jerked off with your photos? Moreover, I just got an idea from you.
It's not like I'd be just as perverse as you either.
We'll see.
After that small discussion we calmed down and I started taking pictures of her. She repeated some poses she said she usually takes herself, but with different clothes, then I suggested some different ones to her.
After a few shots I decided to press a bit more:
I have an idea. We'll take three different images that your followers will really like.
I'm not going to show anything.
It's not going to show, the charm is in what they will represent.
I'm taking off my pants to wear boxers. (I forgot to say that I'm not really someone attractive. I've gained quite a few pounds due to lack of physical activity)
Don't mess around, what a crap do you want to do?
I know what I'm saying, we're going to represent some scenes that are quite popular among manga hentai consumers.
And you know a lot about that, damn virgin.
Hey, people love seeing beautiful girls with ugly guys. We agree that I'm not the most beautiful person in the world, this will work. Think of it like this: I won't ask you for money and, in return, you could increase your earnings.
—And what do you want to do? Do you want to take suggestive photos of us?
Yes, only three will be. For the first one I need you to get on your knees, spread your legs and I'll put my pubic area close to your face, all you have to do is look at it with desire. You know, that lustful face you made for yourself in past photos.
Don't even think about bringing your groin near my face.
It'll only be one photo like that, let's go.
—...
Finally he accessed and got into position, I put my hand on his neck as if assuming ownership. In the photo you can see half of my body, including my belly. My erection was quite noticeable through the boxer shorts and the face of my little sister who with her big and beautiful eyes gazed longingly at what was hiding behind the fabric.
The second photo was her sitting on my legs looking at me straight on. In the image, only my legs were visible, she on top of me, with her face and hair covering my face, but you could see the shape of my body. Her hands were holding my face and we looked at each other as if we were about to kiss.
The last photo was the most daring: I used my belt as a leash for her, in the image she appeared on all fours taking cum from a plate while I appeared holding her 'leash', just like in the previous photos, only my belly down to my feet could be seen.
After that photo shoot I sent the photos from Sila's phone on my phone and told her:
Okay, we're done for today. The last thing will be that I'll stay with your thong today. Tomorrow I'll wash it and give it back to you.
What?! No! Don't be ridiculous! You have to set a limit!
Okay, or you could just not give it to me and send these photos to Dad instead.
Hey! This definitely has to be a crime! You can't blackmail me like this!
Then what will you do? Sue me? That won't stop dad from seeing his daughter acting like a slut.
You're a piece of crap as a human being? Do you know that? There you go, enjoy wanking yourself off with the thong and your sister's photos, damn pervert.
He said that while taking off his thong in an instant and throwing it at me.
I retired to my room while laughing at her. Ha, ha. At least one of my ungrateful sisters now has just reasons to hate me.
Already in my room I realized something quite relevant:
My sister Sila had wet her thong. At least she lubricated it a bit before I used her. Ha, ha.
While using it, I heard Mom arrive home. Thanks God she was late. Has Lina been late too? Tomorrow I'll try to find out what she does in the afternoon and where she goes dancing at night.
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