I walked over to the couch and plopped down. I was not expecting it when Hope slid into my lap and once again wrapped her arm around my head. I smiled up into her face, careful not to stare at her t**s right in front of me. I had already been hard, and now I knew that she was sitting in my lap with only the thin layer of my shorts between my hard c**k and her wet p***y.
"Mind if I change the channel?" I asked her.
I was just trying to find something to say to deflect her attention from my erection pressing into her thighs from below. Now, in retrospect, it is obvious that Hope wanted me. God knows, I wanted her. At that point, though, I thought it was my imagination playing tricks on me. My sisters were so beautiful, and I didn't think that they were interested in their kid brother that
