Sister s request
"Please," she pleaded again. Emma was dressed in an incredibly sexy, very slutty Harley Quinn outfit, looking almost exactly like my favourite comic book character, but with a bonus. Her version of the fictitious character was enhanced by a sleek pair of thigh highs, and her sexy toes, adorned only in sheer silk, were in my clear view. This Friday evening, three days before actual Halloween, she'd arrived home with a surprising request. "But won't they know I'm not Jake?" I pointed out. She was...
Incest