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Savannah and her older brother Alex, lay on his bed together, watching a movie. Their parents were away at the moment, and they were quite bored. Savannah couldn’t concentrate on the movie because she was too busy thinking of her brother. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn’t help it. He was so damn sexy. He was only a year older then her. Alex was 19 years old, about 6’1 and looked kind of skater, rocker or scene. She didn’t think he looked weird at all, actually the look suited him. His hair was jet black, had a choppy layered look, and ended right below his face. His eyes were a crystal blue, or electric blue color, that seemed to see right through you. They were flecked with gold and looked amazing. His body was long and slim, but he definitely had muscles, which she could clearly see since he had no shirt on. His skin was flawless and creamy. He now had istanbul travesti a slight tan and he looked absolutely hot. “Um sis? Why are you staring at me?” His voice interrupted her thoughts. “Oh. What? Well, um…” She stammered, trying to come up with an excuse. “Sorry. My mind just drifted off. I wasn’t staring at you I was just thinking.” “Hmm. Okay sis, if you say so.” His tone said he didn’t believe her, and his next question confirmed as much, “Can you tell me what you were thinking about then?” Her face heated up instantly and she had no way to cover it up; she didnt even have enough time to come up with a lie. “No,” she whispered. He smiled and kissed her forehead as he got up, “Exactly. Be right back, I need to use the restroom.” Savannah watched him leave the room and her mind drifted back to her brother. Her mind istanbul travestileri drifted to a particular memory: Savannah was in her room when she heard a noise come from across the hall. It had to be her brother. Trying to be as quiet as possible, she snuck across the hall and peeked into her brother’s room. He was fucking his girlfriend. It was rough, animalistic, wild, untamed sex. It made her wet to see her brother naked, she just wished she could see her brothers cock. Slowly her hand slid inside her skirt to touch her already soaking panties. As she watched her brother fuck his girlfriend she shoved her finger inside of her hot, wet pussy and started fingering herself trying to match his pace. His girlfriend screamed and had an orgasm, but her brother was relentless to have his own. He kept pounding her; determined travesti istanbul to reach his own. She must have made some type of noise because suddenly they both stopped and turned to look at her. She let out a squeal and ran to her room, slamming and locking the door behind her. Her heart raced as she recalled her reaction to her brothers body. She also realized she was jealous that his girlfriend got to be fucked by him. She wanted his cock buried deep inside her. She wanted him to be her first and only. Her hand went back down to her wet pussy and she started fingering herself and rubbing her clit. A small moan escaped her lips when she heard the door slam, and a few seconds later she heard a soft knock on her door. “Hey? Sis, I know you’re in there. Can I come in?” her brother asked. “I don’t know,” she sneered, her defenses going up. “Can you?” “Don’t do this sis. I know it’s my fault, but can’t we talk about it?” He sounded genuine She opened her door and let him in warily, he was sweating a bit and only had on boxer shorts. She licked her lips automatically, as if by impulse. She shook her head and crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him.