7 Days of Incest/Day 1/Just Rub Against Her/Take Ass with Rough Pounding/Finger and Spank Her/Clean Up the Mess

You lay on the ground for a moment as the hormone-induced haze of your breeding instinct fades into oblivion, replaced once again by the roar of your sister's punk rock. Even though your ears now throbbed in time with the overstimulating tempo of the boombox, a part of you felt a newfound appreciation for just how loud your sister's music was. After all, if it hadn't masked the sounds of your little incestual romp, then surely Nichole or Bayley would've caught you fucking Rose's backdoor.

Pushing Rose's limp form off your body, you can't help but admire the almost comical appearance of your little sister. With her eyes practically rolled back in her head, her tongue comically sticking out, sperm leaking out of her ass, and her own cum plastered to the inside of her thighs, she looked like a character ripped straight from a hentai episode. In either case, Rose seemed like she was completely out of it. But, a part of you just can't bring yourself to leave her like that. Even if she was a pain your behind most of the time, she's still your lovely little sister...

Oh who am I kidding, you justify to yourself. She was just such a damn good fuck that the least I can do is clean up for her.

Standing up on wobbly legs, you totter over to the music and turn the volume way down before stumbling to the kitchen sink to grab a hand towel. You turn on the warm water, splashing some on your face to help revitalize yourself, before adding a little soap and soaking the towel. Quickly, you lurch back to the form of your sister and wipe away the streaks and splashes of cum on yourself, your sister, and the floor. Then you pick Rose up, gently lay her down upon the couch, and fix her panties and skirt. For the first time in ages, you feel strangely protective and close to your sister. You even consider snuggling with her. GRRRGGGLLLLL! Your stomach rumbles, insistent on getting you some food, you realize that you really have other things you need to take care of, such as getting something to eat. Still... you bother taking a moment to smooth your sister's hair, cover her with a blanket, and plant a kiss upon her forehead.

As you stand up as you turn to leave however, you feel something tug upon the back of your shirt. Turning around, you see Rose holding onto your shirt, her sleepy sapphire eyes now open. "Jake, w...why?"

With a start, you realize that your answer to this question was very important. For some reason, a pit begins to form in your stomach as you gaze into her eyes. Something was different about her now... you could see a certain degree of vulnerability in them. As though someone had just hurt her.

It was me, you realize. Fuck... what have I done?

Post-nut clarity is definitely a bitch.

Do You:

• Panic and Drug Rose