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Echoing off the walls and high ceilings of this lavish Tudor-style chateau of a house, was the sound of a young woman cursing, wailing, and crying out.Flickering on the seventy-inch TV screen that accompanied the traditional décor of the living room, was a bald, bearded tattooed man standing behind the noisy bent-over woman, fucking her mercilessly.And sitting on the velvet couch, stifling laughter and enjoying the porno, were two siblings.They had done this before.They were just back from school. With mom and dad still at work and the maid off early, they had the house to themselves. Perfect conditions for the kinky thrill of watching porn in the Catholic family?s living room.One thing was different this time. They didn?t have the usual throw pillows on their laps.This time, eighteen-year-old Jack in his khaki pants and white shirt and black tie, was shifting in his seat with his hand between his legs touching and not hiding his erection.To his left, seventeen-year-old Jennie had her mouth agape, glancing over at her brother and his hand frequently. She wore a similar shirt and tie, per their school uniform code at St. Lucius High School, but with a khaki skirt. As she instinctively rubbed her thighs together, her bare knees above her white knee-high socks kept moving. And her hand, with a white scrunchie around the wrist, was pulling up the hem of that skirt, revealing more and more thighs, observed by Jack.The woman on the screen started groaning, her face in anguish. She was weak but resilient. Her voice screeched through the sound bar as she begged her attacker to ?fuck meeeeee!? The sound of grinding genitals and flapping testes resonated crisp and clear as the grimacing man growled, ?Shut up, bitch,? through clenched canine teeth.On the wall behind the TV hung a painting of their wealthy great-grandfather looking down disapprovingly.Jennie put a sneakered foot on the sofa güvenilir bahis as she touched herself.Jack saw her white underwear. He rubbed his erection harder.Jennie was moaning.Jack was sighing.Jennie couldn?t get comfortable. Her back started sliding down towards him.Her eyes fluttered.He massaged his balls and stared up at the chandelier.Then he felt her on his arm. He looked down. Her head was resting against him. One foot was on the sofa, the other on the floor. Her skirt was rolled up to her waist. And her hand was sliding into her underwear.He put his arm on the headrest and let her sink further onto his lap. Her head was so close to his erection. He ignored the porno. His focus was now on her. He moved his body a little, so his erection could touch her.The tattooed man pulled away from the woman and pushed her onto the floor. She yelped, stumbled, and fell onto a blue mat. He squatted over her head, slapped her, grabbed her hair, and jammed his cock into her mouth while she gasped for air.Jennie gasped, too. She looked up at Jack who bit his lip. Then she looked at his fingers that had touched her nipple.She touched his thigh and relaxed. He grinned and resumed playing with and pinching her sensitive nipple while she writhed on the sofa. He started massaging her breasts. She was getting louder with her moans. He slid his hand down. He made his way to her underwear. His hand crawled under hers. He could feel his sister?s soft, wet pussy.They both took a deep breath at the same time.A threshold had been crossed.Her free hand was reaching for something also ? her brother?s hard cock.But it was still tucked inside the pants.?Want me to touch it?? she asked softly.He smiled and nodded.He undid his pants with his free hand. He brought out his cock in the grand living room.Jennie had her eyes closed, enjoying both their fingers inside her vagina. He guided her hand to his cock, güvenilir bahis siteleri and she grabbed it.And she began jerking it.And jerking it.Jack cursed and shifted in his seat.The woman on screen gagged and gargled against the man?s violent face-fucking. When he released her, she rolled over and coughed out cum and saliva. Her glazed face filled the screen.?Why is my stepbrother so mean?? she asked with a sudden smile as the screen faded to black.Jack gritted his teeth as he came.They stopped to look at each other, shocked that they went this far.She looked down at his cock, twitching and wet, pointing up at her. She looked at her brother, who was staring at her. She wanted to kiss it. He wanted her to kiss it. They had already pushed one boundary. Why not another? She scooted back in her seat and began to bend over. He put his hand on her cum-stained hair. She was almost there.But they heard the front door.?Shit,? she said, her lips inches away from sampling her brother?s cock. She scrambled to her feet.Another porno was starting. Suddenly he forgot how to use the remote and began wildly pressing buttons.?Fuck, fuck, fuck,? he muttered.Jennie was flying back to her room, while he was still struggling to close his pants.He could hear his mother?s footsteps approach. He grabbed a throw pillow and covered his crotch just in time to say, ?Hi, mom!??Jackie,? cheered Henrietta Adams as she strolled in with a winsome smile in her business suit. ?How was school?? She jumped a little when she heard Jennie?s door slam.?Great,? he said while trying to walk away.?What?s going on?? she said.He cursed under his breath. ?I?ll be right back.?She noticed his pants weren?t quite up. And why was he taking one of her velvet pillows to his room??Jackie?? she insisted.?Be right back, mom,? he said again impatiently.She watched him hobble away.She looked at the couch.There was something iddaa siteleri in the air.?Oh, no,? she muttered, shaking her head.An hour later, in the large master bedroom upstairs, Henrietta sat under the covers in bed with a book on her lap.Her husband, John Adams, a city councilor, stomped into the room, opening his suit jacket.?What a day, what a day,? he said. ?We need a vacation. When?s spring break this year??He fumbled with his buttons.?Maybe the kids can stay here with Ma,? he said with a finger in the air, referring to Maria Cristina, their Filipino maid. ?Yes. We go by ourselves. Pick a place. Punta Cana? Antigua? Anywhere outside the U.S.?As he undid his pants, he realized his wife wasn?t answering his questions. Nor was she reading her book.?What?s the matter, Hen? Hen!??Oh!? she said suddenly. ?Sorry, what? Oh, it?s, uh, probably nothing.?He nodded. ?But in case it is something, what???I think Jack and Jen are at it again.??At what? No. The porn thing again? No way,? he said, shaking his head. ?They?re seniors now. They?ve got their own little worlds in their phones and computers.?She nodded as he moved about the room changing clothes.?They?re all right,? he insisted.She kept nodding.He gave her a peck on the lips. ?I?ll go cook us a little something.?She sighed. If Jack and Jennie had only been watching porn together, she wouldn?t have worried. She didn?t tell her husband she feared they were doing a lot more than watching.***Jack wanted to do more than just mutually masturbate with Jennie. *A few days later, with those perfect conditions?parents out, the maid out, both siblings in, neither one busy?he sat in the living room again and put on a porno. He put the volume up to make sure Jennie could hear it.He watched a naked girl on the screen surrounded by an assortment of cocks, trying her best to lick each one as they overwhelmed her.He heard a footstep behind him.He grinned, glancing at his sister's bare feet as she approached, her thighs, her silky pink underwear, her belly button, her nipples poking under her skimpy matching top, her neck, her hair in a ponytail, held up with her white scrunchie.