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“Mmm, that's it. Make that mess all over me.”

He rose, curled his hand around my nape, and pulled me in to kiss me possessively.

“You’re Daddy's girl now. All mine.”

ChapterFive

LANDON

The next day

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

I’d come home early yesterday, and the last fucking thing I expected to see was my dad fucking my sister.

The way Mary screamed, begging Dad to fuck his daughter’s virgin pussy, should have been disgusting. Instead, it made me feel a certain kind of way.

But what pissed me off the most was how she was getting used up, and I wasn’t the one doing it.

I was jealous that Dad popped her little cherry before I had the chance to. But at the same time, I wished I’d been there to see them going at it from the beginning.

Thoughts about how I wanted to shove my cock in my bratty little sister’s mouth to shut her up and flooded the back of her throat with my hot cum filled my head countless nights. It was wrong, but shit, being wrong had never felt so fucking good.

She’d look so beautiful on her knees as my personal cum dumpster.

Hell, I’d found myself sneaking into her room at night for years, standing over her bed, my hands curled tightly into fists as I stared at my sister sleeping, her looking so sweet and innocent, and told myself not to touch her.

And here I was, the night after watching our father fuck her, and all I could think about was staking my claim on Mary too. The thoughts and images consumed me.

I was in her room, once again watching her sleep. I felt angry, jealous… and my cock was hard as fuck. My envy was a living entity within me.

Mary shifted on her bed. The thin sheet that was meant to cover her was pushed down to reveal the oversized T-shirt she wore barely covered the top of her thighs. And fuck, my little sister was a dirty girl, because she wasn’t wearing any panties.

Her shaved cunt was on display, her pussy lips plump and just begging to be spanked.

Perfectly timed with my filthy thoughts, she parted her thighs as if she could hear them, showing me even more of that bare snatch.

I could no longer resist. I reached out, and my hand connected with her pussy in a loud slap, jerking her awake. Her sexy cunt was glistening, and I knew it was because our father had left her room just an hour before. After fucking her again. Thinking I was asleep in the next room.

Her pussy was still drenched with both her cum and our dad’s, and I gritted my teeth as my cock jerked at the sight and thought.

She shifted on the bed with the surprise of me standing there and no doubt the sting from my palm. She pulled the covers up to shield her pussy and those big, juicy tits. Despite her shirt, I could see how hard her large nipples were as they pressed against the material before she hid them.

“Landon? What are you doing here?”

Did she believe the slap was a dream?

I clenched my jaw and gritted out, “I wanted to see how sore a dirty cunt is… after she let her own father fill her tight pussy hole with his cum.” Her eyes widened. But there was something that flickered behind them that piqued the dark desire inside me. “I always thought you were a good girl, Mary. I always thought you were saving your cherry for your husband to pop on your wedding night.” I took a step closer. “But all you are is a dirty, pretty slut. Isn’t that right, little sis? All you do now is beg for your daddy’s cock.”

After a prolonged moment, Mary’s lips slowly turned up in a seductive smile. When she pushed the sheet down and moved up onto her knees, her gaze lowered right to my hard cock. The fucker pressed against my sweats.

When her eyes met mine, my nostrils flared, then I scanned my gaze up and down her shirt, and she took the hint.

She got rid of the fucking thing, but my little sister shielded her big tits from me, and it pissed me off. “Don’t hide from me, sis.”

She smiled sweetly. “Does Big Brother want a taste of what Daddy got?”

I leaned in and braced my hands on the bed, growling through my teeth, “You fuckin’ beautiful whore.”

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