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” Diane replied as she left to get dressed.Monica and I finished dinner and went to her room. Diane knocked on the door almost as soon as we had gone inside. Diane was wearing her school uniform, but the blouse was unbuttoned to create a deep Vee neckline, and a very lacy red bra showed through the white cotton fabric, peeking out where the blouse was unbuttoned.Monica grinned and said, “What gets you hotter, flirting with the teacher until he corners you or teasing daddy until he loses it and gives his little girl what she really needs?”“I always want to get daddy hot for me,” Diane admitted.“OK baby sister. I’m your older sister tonight, and I’m doing it with daddy already. You want to, but you are scared, and never have yet. You are horny as hell, and confide in me. I seduce you and get you eating my pussy while I lick your clit. Daddy walks in on us, and you get your wish. Like that idea?” Monica asked.“Whatever you want Monica,” Diane mumbled.“Relax Diane. Monica really is your. . I saw you kissing your sister.”My good friend Tyler said that to me on the phone, and it wasn’t a Happy Birthday kiss he was referring to, it was a slow and sensual kiss at a bar Friday night in Port Jefferson, Long Island, but that’s not the worst of it. The kiss was nothing compared to what he saw a little later; me and my sister Samantha, at least the silhouettes of us, having sex in the back seat of my car.I denied the undeniable, never underestimate the power of it, for the length of our conversation until the end when I began to give in. We’ve been friends for eight years, I know he’s not an idiot, and his eyes weren’t lying to him, but maybe I could fudge the truth a bit because he didn’t actually see penis entering vagina, he just saw Samantha sitting on my lap and her head bouncing up and down. “Tyler, I don’t want to talk about this on the phone. I’ll tell you what really happened. You busy tomorrow night?”“Nope, I’m free b*o. This should be good.” He laughed. “See you.
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