She was shoeless; I could see her stocking-clad feet, a fetish of mine I could never truly explain. xxx Yet, how else could you explain the past fifteen minutes? So for the time being I would have to play along. In my room, on my laptop, watching porn (a daily or twice daily routine), I closed my eyes and my mind wandered to teaching my sister a lesson; turning off her aggressive bitchiness and making her my little fuck slut. I had never been to a high school party, even when I was in high school, so trepidation quickly filled me. Della and I switched places, making eye contact briefly. I grabbed her hand, and in one quick lightning strike, led it inside my pyjama bottoms to my semi-erect cock. The song ended,Sandra turned, looked at me and smiled, “Hi, big brother.” She walked over
