Mark comes home

Soon Mark came home.

"I'm home"

But no one answered him. He calmly went inside and went up to his room without suspecting anything.

"My sister isn't here yet… She's been a bit strange lately."

Mark thought about this as he unlocked the door of the room and went inside. The smell of latex hit him in the nose, but before he could turn around, something dark blocked his vision and squeezed his head with a pleasant-to-touch silk material. Mark screamed and put his hands to his face, but they held him in a chokehold, cutting off his oxygen supply. Mark started to gasp, something hard rubbing against his back.

"It smells like ... sister... sister save me..."

Those were Mark's last words before he passed out. His head, covered in his sister's tights, drooped, and his arms hung limp. Veronica laid her brother on the bed and began to undress. Taking off her latex suit, she took her mother's skin out of the closet and laid it on the bed next to her. She carefully removed the tights from his head and tied his hands behind his back. The whole situation was so exciting to her that she had completely lost her sense of shame.

She was standing in front of Mark in Peter's skinsuit and latex boxers. Quickly she stripped him naked, seeing his small cock she was terribly excited, her bulge began to grow. She stroked his cock, and it slowly grew until it stood up. She so wanted him to see her as Peter. Mark soon began to whimper and slowly opened his eyes.

"Peter???"

Mark screamed in surprise and anger that he had broken in. He tried to get up and hit him, but his hands were tied.

"Ha-ha-ha! Yes, it's me! I'm Peter! The bully who bullied you..."

She paused for a moment.

"And the one who took care of you at home..."

Mark fell into a stupor from such a statement. She then began to jerk off his cock, her other hand rubbing her latex-covered cock. Mark started screaming and kicking the bed.

She stopped masturbating and reached for the back of her head, and since she wasn't using a pen, she remembered exactly who she was. So the gap opened easily, and she easily removed the mask, revealing her sweaty red face. Mark could see Peter's face just deflate and a familiar face appear behind it.

"Veronica!?"

"It's me! Ha-ha-ha!"

Mark followed her with a nervous laugh.

"But what is it? Haha, what are these costumes? Sister, untie me… It’s not funny!"

She was smiling as she stroked her bulge again. Also, her hand on Mark's cock started moving again. Mark wasn't struggling as much anymore, especially since the fact that his sister was jerking off was fine with him, and this strange costume gave her its own charm. Soon the long-awaited orgasm came, Mark recently dreamed in his dreams that his sister would take up his sex education, after all, she was older and possibly more experienced. She also cummed inside her boxers.

"I'm sorry, I'm so excited..."

She started removing the rest of the costume right in front of her brother. She showed off her breasts, her tiny waist. Then her shaved and wet crotch was revealed.

"You haven't seen me naked in a while, have you?"

She pulled her legs out of the suit and walked over to Mark.

"Sister… What happened to you… I don't recognize you..."

"I ... I want sex so badly! The real thing! And you will help me in this!"

She pulled her mother's skinsuit closer, which was lying behind him.

"Mom!!! What's wrong with you!?"

Mark screamed when he saw his mother's skin being pulled down and started trying to jump off the bed and run away, but his sister held him back.

"Put it on… And I'll untie you. I promise you as your loving sister..."