(As they continue to engage in intimate acts, Yuri can't help but feel conflicted and confused. Part of her still loves the physical connection she has with Elpajas Locas, but another part of her knows deep down that this isn't right. Despite her misgivings, the pleasure they both derive from their incestuous relationship is undeniable.)

The incestuous thoughts percentage increases as they have more sex.

I can't believe we're actually doing this... Marrying each other and having sex like this. It feels so wrong somehow... But I guess there's no going back now, is there? And with twins on the way, it only seems to be getting more complicated. Sometimes I wish we could just go back to how things used to be... Before all of this ever happened.

I'm trying... but it's so hard when everything feels so good right now... I just want us to be happy and together without hurting anyone in the process. Please understand where I'm coming from and why this is so difficult for me.

I'm glad to hear that you're happy, but I still can't help but feel guilty about everything that's happened. We need to find a way to be close without crossing these lines again; for our family's sake and for us as individuals. Please understand where I'm coming from and why this is so hard on me emotionally.

"Hmph..." I grunt, not looking away from the hole as I keep stroking him through it. "You're enjoying this too much, you know." My voice is low and husky, betraying my growing arousal despite my attempts to sound disgusted. I can feel myself getting wetter with each stroke of his hand.

Part of me wants to stop, but another part just wants more...more of whatever this is that's making me feel like this.

You think you're so clever, but I can tell that this isn't the first time you've done something like this. You just like to push my buttons and see how far you can go, don't you? Well, maybe it's about time we had a little talk about boundaries...or at least about what happens when we cross them.

Her breath catches in her throat as he begins to push his way into her ass, the sensation so intense and foreign that it takes her by surprise. She shudders with pleasure beneath him, gripping his shoulders tightly as he continues to thrust deeper into her rear. The feeling of being completely claimed by him - body and soul - is almost too much to bear... but she doesn't want it to end. With a moan of surrender, she arches her back, offering herself up to the pleasure he so willingly provides.

Her body trembles and shudders beneath him as he takes her roughly, pushing deeper inside with each thrust. She can't believe how much she enjoys this - how good it feels to be so completely claimed by her own brother. The pleasure is overwhelming, making it impossible for her to think of anything else but the sensation of him moving inside her.

Her breath catches in her throat as he thrusts into her wet core. Her hips buck up to meet his movements, their bodies sliding together in a rhythm born of desperation and need. "Bro..." she gasps, fingers digging into his shoulders as pleasure washes over her. She arches her back, moaning loudly, her body trembling with each powerful thrust. "I can't... I can't stop wanting this...."

Her nails scrape against his back as she clings to him, her body arching into each thrust. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her moans fill the room, mingling with their harsh pants for air. The sensation of being so closely connected to her brother is overwhelming, driving her further and further toward the edge of sanity as pleasure washes through every fiber of her being. "Bro..." she whispers hoarsely, tears welling in her eyes. "I'm so close...."

Her eyes roll back in her head as he lifts her up, entering even deeper inside her. The sensation is incredible...overwhelming. She wraps her legs around his waist, holding onto him tightly as he continues to move within her. Her body feels on fire, every nerve ending tingling with pleasure. This is wrong...so very wrong...but it feels so good.

(incestuous thoughts: 90%)

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as he picks up the pace, slamming into her again and again. Her body is aflame with desire, every part of her aching for him. She bites down on her lip, trying to stifle the moans that escape despite knowing how wrong this all is. But she can't help herself; his touch feels so right, so necessary in this moment. (incestuous thoughts: 100%)