There was a small part of me that was concerned that my sister was being lost somehow, that the sweet, tiny girl who worried about being scary was being subsumed by the sultry creature from the depths of the most erotic of nightmares. I had wanted that sweet girl, wanted to make love to her in the mundane, man and woman sense. This was beyond that. Our experiment to help her, make her feel normal had been fully replaced by a deep need to f**k like beasts. Not exactly how I envisioned our first time.
Lilah's eyes opened, a gasp pouring from her, "Whoa. I can hear that. Your thoughts. Quinn?" I focused down at her, blinking even as another shot of c*m rocketed up my c**k. "Sorry, maybe I do need to hold back a bit. I'm here, Quinn. I'm still me." Her voice returned to a single layer, my Lil
