To make matters worse, one evening I saw Babuji coming out of bathroom with only a small towel wrapped round his body. His chest was broad and his bic...ps muscular. The bulge in the towel made me blush. That night I was lying in bed in a horny state. I had the covers kicked back and my body writhed on my bed. I slid my hands between my legs and began to play with my pussy. Quite unintentionally, an image of Babuji entered my mind, an image of him with his hard muscles flexing and the bulge. Why I was always so angry with her. Why I hated seeing her with other girls. Why I was afraid of surrendering myself to her.I loved my futa-sister.I didn’t feel jealous last night when I watched her with our mother because they were family. It was safe. Mom wasn’t trying to steal Isidora from me, but help me understand my heart. And what scared me was if I could trust Isidora to love me back.After all, my futa-sister had fucked so many different girls, but never the same one twice.“No!” I. More

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