Sharing My Room With Sis 10: Abby’s Fear
I stripped off my clothes. I adjusted the water temperature in the shower for no real reason than that I was a bit apprehensive, then checked to make sure that the doors to the hall and Abby’s empty room were locked. I slowly opened the door to my room and looked inside. It was Friday night, bedtime. Another week was over. Abby sat on the edge of my bed in her pajamas, brushing her long, curly red hair slowly. She looked at me standing naked, my dick a beam shooting straight from my body. At this point, it only took the simple thought of my sister to make it hard. Abby gave me a small smile and kept brushing her hair. I climbed into the bed behind and slid my legs under the sheets, my …