MIND CONTROL: Wash Grace while you frisk her
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'''Grace:''' Sure | '''Grace:''' Sure |
Revision as of 18:48, 13 November 2014
You: Hey Grace, how about I wash you
Grace: Sure
You: Great
You can't ignore this chance. You've always wanted to touch the body of a girl, but never would you have done it with your own sister
Grace: Just be gentle with me alright
You: Don't worry. I will
You picked up and pour a bottle of soap foam onto your hand and start covering Grace with it. Starting from her arms and back you feel every bit of her skin as you wash her body and start groping her soft ass
Grace: Hey. Easy okay?
You: Sorry Grace, but I can't help it. You really have become well developed, and even your ass felt soft
Grace: Just...don't do anything stupid you pervert
You: Just relax. I won't do anything to my cute little sister
You lied. You wanted to go further. From behind you started to wash her legs and proceed to rub her belly. She giggled for abit as it felt like you're tickling her, but you then proceed by cleaning her chest and felt her small breasts. How soft and cute they were as you rub then gently, but then you notice how slightly embarrassed Grace is as you do that, which made your dick hard. She is your sister, but you just want to feel her every body. You grabbed your sister tightly from behind, which caught he by surprise. Your dick touched her ass as you moved your right arm and grabbed her right breast and your left arm and reached her young soft pussy.
Grace: O-Oliver?
You: Grace, I want to fool around with you for abit
Grace: What?
Leaving your sister feeling embarrassed, you playfully rubbed her pussy while your dick rubbed her ass as you grope he breast. Your dick is starting to rub between he ass as you moved your head to her left side and start licking her neck and slowly move to her ear. Even though she tries to resist you can tell she's starting to feel pleasure out of it as you hear her moan as she felt every touch you've made to her. Leaving her confused as to what you are doing
Grace: N-No...Don't...P-Please Oliver. T-This...isn't right
You: Grace, you have no idea how long I wanted this
You see her starting to feel weak and confused: