The Cabin
She lay on her back on the new mahogany table, sunlight highlighting the rivulets of sweat bouncing off her firm belly as I held her legs over my shoulders and drove myself deep inside her. Her eyes burned with lust; her hands clamped on my arms.
"Oh, yeah, harder, baby. f**k me harder. So good."
The liquid slap of our bodies mixed with my panting and her grunts every time my hips slammed into hers. I thought my sister was hot, but there is nothing like f*****g your mother.
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Let me back up. This is Kyle. If you've read the other stories, you'll know I'm Jenny's brother. She stopped updating this page a long time ago and she has no idea I'm aware of it.
Jenny and I were/are lovers. Right now, she's twenty-eight and I'm twenty-six. She's married to Jim, and I'm divorced bu
