He was in what was now his room, except he had always known it as his sister's room. Her things were on the walls. Her brush was on the vanity. A pair...of her panties was lying on the floor beside his feet.Except this was now all his. Those panties were his.Suddenly, he was crying. The emotions he was feeling seemed entirely new. They felt entirely new. He was grieving. He had, in a very real sense, lost someone. It wasn't to death, but it might as well have been. In another sense, it was like. “So you KNOW I'm enjoying this, do you? How is that exactly?” “It's summer, sis. I know it's not cold there.” It took a moment for that to sink in. I looked down and I could see my nipples pushing hard against the material of my shirt. Now I was thinking about him stroking his cock while looking at my nipples and that thought just made them tingle more and no doubt get harder. The part of me that, well let's say has a conscience, was appalled and wanted to end this conversation right now. There. More

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