I turned my head to Mother and grinned. It didn’t matter. Sex Her empty hand reappeared with a cell phone in it. All eight and three quarter inches stood proudly from my groin. She glanced down. In the middle of the night I just barely woke up, eyelids closed. But at some point, Nell is going to find out. Soon I would have proof that my proud sister couldn’t handle living with a monster cock within operational range. What are you worried about? Rivulets streaked down my sides. I had already drunk two cups of black, but I picked at my bowl of granola and fruit. “That feels nice, Sis, but don’t wreck this wreck.”
“Hey, I maintain this Soul like it was my own!” She began to pet my now fully hard cock. She worked her fingers together on her lap, like a zipper opening and closing. “Will you- um, let me…” She reached for the phone that had struck the floor. She acted as if it was a casual touch, curiosity only, but her eyes kept drifting from the road. “Close the door.” I said with righteous authority. “Enough.” Nell stood from her chair and marched around the table, stopping next to me, facing my right side, and peering down the front of my torso.
