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Click here"You're very welcome", she replied with a smile.
She was on her way to the door when I came back with, "Dad doesn't know what he's missing if he settles for a hand-job from you".
Debbie span round on the spot. "What the fuck are you talking about?"
"The hand-jobs you've been giving Dad of course", I replied.
"Don't be fuckin' ridiculous", she said. "That's just...eww".
She looked appalled and I was confused. "But he told me about your massages....and the happy endings....and you told me yourself that you'd been...you know...helping him".
"You idiot. I gave him some money, that's all. He'd run up a bit of a debt on his credit card messing around on an online casino. I cleared it for him on the understanding he closed the account. I haven't given him any massages and certainly wouldn't...wank him off".
Now I was lost.
Debbie stood naked, leaning on the door frame. Suddenly the look of shock and confusion on her face was replaced with one of realisation.
"Hold on. A while back, Sarah mentioned she was thinking of giving Dad a massage for his arthritis. I wonder....".
The makings of a grin started to form on her face.
"I think you and I need to have a word with our big sister" she said. With that she turned and skipped off towards the bathroom, leaving me with a stunned expression and a whole host of questions.
Good premise.
But Meh.
Sex rushes ahead. Needs to slow down. And then slow down again.
No real foreplay. No teasing. No reluctance to be overcome.
Needed all of that. Needed dialog about what might happen. Needed dialog about how he was managing without sex -- with his sister, not just theit Dad. Needed her suggesting that perhaps she could help him feel good, it he was interested. Needed her telling him how she's noticed how he drools over her breasts and nipples. Needed her commenting that he sure got hard fast from nothing more than a regular massage. He must be horny as hell. When was the last time he had sex?
Does he masturbate? Has he ever masturbated thinking about her? What does he envision happening? What does he imagine doing to her? What does he imaging her doing to him?
So much in the way of thought processes and details are missing.
Three stars.
Why was Debbie so upset towards her brother because their father had told about her giving some money ...if that was it?