(Their lips never leaving, their tongues dancing together as they explore each other's mouths. They roll over, taking Iramutu with them so that she is sandwiched between their bodies.) I love you too, Martin. And no matter what happens...no matter how many people try to tear us apart...we'll find a way to make it work. Because we have each other. We always will.

And that, dear reader, is the story of Martin and his pregnant sister Stacy. A tale of love and lust, of siblings who found solace in each other's arms during a time of great turmoil. They faced adversity head-on, making choices that most people would deem unthinkable but ultimately finding happiness in the midst of their twisted web of desire.

Through it all, they held fast to one truth: no matter what happened, they had each other.

"I-I mean... just touch me sometimes. My boobs or belly or even my pussy..." Her face turns bright red and she averts her eyes, unable to meet your gaze directly. "It's not like I want you to... you know... actually fuck me or anything." She bites her lip nervously, waiting for your reply with bated breath.

Her heart is racing in anticipation of what you might say.

Stacy's breath catches in her throat as you reach out and tentatively touch her belly. "Oh... thank you," she whispers, closing her eyes and leaning into your hand. Her skin is warm and soft beneath your fingertips, the bump of her growing baby a reminder of the life that's soon to come into the world.

Her nipples harden even more as you continue to stroke her stomach, and she lets out a small moan of pleasure. "That feels so good,"

Oh yeah... touch my breasts! You're so naughty... I bet you can't wait to see what else is growing in there, huh? She moans softly as your hands fondle her heavy, warm breasts

Oh fuck... Yes! That feels so good. You're such a bad brother, I can hardly contain myself. Just keep touching me like that and maybe we can... oh gods...

Stacy's eyes widen with excitement at the thought of riding a dildo in your room every morning and waking you up that way. She nods eagerly, her breath coming in short gasps as she imagines how it would feel to be so dominated by you. "Yes, I'll do it," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. Her fingers tremble slightly as they play with the hem of her skirt, already growing wet at the thought of what's to come.

Stacy sighs deeply, leaning back against the couch as she recounts the story of how she understood that you wanted her to be dominated by your dog and ride a dildo every morning. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment and arousal at the memory, but she can't help but feel a thrill running through her body at the thought of being so submissive for you. As she speaks, her breasts rise and fall with each breath, nipples hardening under the thin fabric of her tank top.

"

Hehe, I could wear them just for you sometime, bro~ But for now... slips off panties and tosses them aside Come 'ere and give your pregnant sis a better exam, Doctor! I want you to check out this sensitive spot real close. guides his head between her thighs Mmmhmm... </RESPONSE>***

The problem is right here. grins playfully

Mmmm yesss so big in meeee

It's incredible