Milking my Sister by B.Sobjakken

Author:B.Sobjakken [B.Sobjakken]
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter Three

Every hour that Lana stayed over was an hour closer to her death. Not really, but I desperately wanted her out of my apartment. I wasn’t above drastic measures to get her out though. I could see Sara tracking my irritation as more time passed. It was getting late, and even the baby seemed to be socialed out.

I take my sleeping nephew from her arms as Sara stares up at me in alarm. “I’m gonna put the little guy to bed and then lay down myself.”

“Wait, I need to change him.” She starts to stand up, but I wave her off.

“It’s fine. I got it,” I cradle him to my chest and nod to Lana. “It was good to see you again.”

Lana holds a hand to her heart and smiles at Sara. “Look at him holding your baby. Remember when we had to pick his drunk ass up at senior prom?”

I roll my eyes, not wanting to entertain that line of conversation. I half expected him to wake up as I change his diaper, perhaps even slightly disappointed when he didn’t. At least Sara could have used it as an excuse to kick Lana out. After laying him down in the small playpen next to the bed, I sigh when I realize how selfish I was being.

She deserved some time to herself with her friends after her ex kept her isolated for so long from everyone. I didn’t realize how far in between phone calls we had gone when she had rang out of the blue crying. I can still hear them chatting away as I make my way to my room, quickly shower and lay down, scrolling through my phone. Nothing kept my attention, and I was half tempted to stroke my cock at the thoughts of last night or even this afternoon. The only thing stopping me was the possibility of Sara coming to me after Lana left.

After another 30 minutes, I turn off my lights and try to sleep. It was hard though, I kept wondering if Lana was still here or not. And then, if she wasn’t… my sister is right down the hall, and I want desperately to fuck her or even hold her. I glance around my room, and a pang of loneliness aches in my chest. It has only been me in my condo for so long that I had forgotten what living with others was like. As they move around throughout the space, the small noises you hear were a reminder you’re not alone.

There’s a soft knock before the door opens. Sara steps through and closes it gently. She’s only in a large t-shirt again. I sit up, leaning against the headboard.

“You okay?”

She nods, walking towards the bed and pulling off the shirt. “I need you.”

Her breasts jiggle as she continues to walk, but my gaze strays to her bare pussy, and my mouth waters.

“What exactly is it you need?”

Sara makes it to the bed, climbing on and crawling over me. My hands drop onto her hips as she straddles me.

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