“What do you remember?” Said Dad. Indian sex When we got home I changed into my shorts and slumped onto the couch, Clara sat facing me, she’d changed into her silk robe. “I guess I’m still getting my head round things, for me it was just a few days ago I was jerking off every morning to porn magazines, now my sister is hot and by the sound of it, borderline nympho and now I’m standing naked in front of my parents after Mom caught me having sex with my sister.” I rambled. “I’ve told Marcus everything, I’ve had him twice today and he’s okay with it.” Said Clara. “Enjoy that?” Whispered Mom into my ear. “How long do we have to wait, can I take him and tell him after?” Said Clara. She laughed a little. “I guess I’m still getting my head round things, for me it was just a few days ago I was jerking off every morning to porn magazines, now my sister is hot and by the sound of it, borderline nympho and now I’m standing naked in front of my parents after Mom caught me having sex with my sister.” I rambled.
