Chapter 405 Big Sister's Wedding:> 11

• "This is what you've been listening to?" she asks angrily. "It's not enough that you use it to blackmail me, but you get off to it, too!" she says, through clenched teeth. "You are one sick bastard," she says, standing up and walking over to the bed. "Thursday night," she says, pointing her finger at him. "One time deal, then we're done!" Sylvia says. "And take that off your IPOD!" she adds, leaving the room.
• Randy had been so intent on getting his pants up before his parents came into his room, that he hadn't even seen Sylvia pick up the IPOD. How stupid could he be? Oh well, he still has a plan for Thursday night.
• That slimy bastard, Sylvia thinks. He's listening to her and Daddy's last time together, rubbing his cock like it's a fucking porn tape. In a way it is, but it isn't one that she ever wanted anyone listening to, especially not her brother. Lying on her bed, fuming, she flashes on the feel of his large cock in her hands and angrily tries to dispel the image. Apparently, it's imbedded in her brain because her nipples are still hard where he was sucking them and her pussy is still wet from all the teasing. What kind of slut are you? She asks herself. He's blackmailing you into fucking him, listening to your most intimate moments with Daddy and you're getting turned on. Fuck!