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Click hereMy sister Jean pertly obscene,
Popped one day this question,
Wishing to glean as intimately she leaned,
Whether she evokes an erection,
Just eighteen with her scanty jeans,
With me open and direct,
As her tank top seams, she means,
To engage unthwarted in sex,
As growing siblings we shared many things,
A bed even until our coming of age,
Conventional separation often brings,
The nursing of a secret umbrage,
Voluptuously abound, wanting to fool around,
Insinuating adulterous favors,
Grown-up playgrounds, lemonades, lost and founds,
Sweets of intoxicating flavors,
She'd pout and brood in her sulking mood,
When she doesn't get what she wants,
She would return lewd and misunderstood,
Aggravating me with her taunts,
Sternly I fidget feeling a hypocrite,
I remonstrate “it is forbidden” with scorn,
Who am I to kid, the conviction’s not legit,
As retorts she “So is your porn!”
Extending a bare foot, the game is afoot,
Under the mahogany wood and roses,
I couldn't help but watch, couldn’t raise a fuss,
Embarrassment sprawled under parent’s noses,
And all the while her dimply smile,
Knowing that something would give,
Can't go on in denial this torturing trial,
If I succumb then God forgive,
It reached the level where her tutoring devil,
Bid her approach her brother’s bed,
Disheveled hair alluring, her voice reassuring,
Little by little she waylaid my nervous dread,
The girl eventually ruled over this shaking fool,
The folk oblivious of our torrid deeds,
Contrasting the A/C’s cool our reciprocal duel,
Scandal was poised over us indeed,
Aware of senses’ drone, of wafting pheromones,
Of myself, the incestuous lover’s owner,
Flesh and delights shone, her kisses and moans,
Her pussy lips stretched by my boner,
Thoroughly cleaved she smilingly received,
The ejaculations that left me sober,
In sweaty disbelief our virginities little bereaved,
We made love over and over,
And now I am preened for my sister Jean,
Who has bested my bestowed reason,
Our filial string as strong as ever been,
Our sin binding through the seasons.