No, push your luck with Carol

"Nah, I'm actually not very hungry. Think I'll stay here and try out your mom's pussy," you lie. In actuality, your thoughts are firmly on his sister. You want her, and you want her now. You know that isn't within the boundaries you selected, but surely you can work something out.

"Alright, man," he says, putting on his jacket and retrieving the car keys from a high shelf. "I don't think that's any reason to miss lunch, though. You've fucked her hundreds of times."

"And you've fucked her even more than that," you reason as you give him an exaggerated shrug. "The dick wants what it wants, right? Have a good time."

"Got me there. Can't argue with that. See ya later, then," he replies with a wave as he heads out the door. "Fuck'er good."

With Michael out of the picture and April busy in the kitchen, you head for the stairs. Making your way to Carol's bedroom door, you knock gently. You can hear pop music from within, the cheerful notes buzzing through the heavy door.

You hear your new girlfriend's voice call out. "Who is it?" Rather than answering, you open the door, letting yourself inside. She's lying face-down on the bed, her back to you as she watches music videos on her laptop. Her jeans are gone, and her red panties are still wet with your combined cum.

Hearing you enter, she glances back over her shoulder. The moment she sees your face, her own rapidly flushes and she spins around, attempting to hide her undressed state with her laptop.

"John! What the..." she begins, shaking her head. "I'm not..."

"I'm sorry," you apologize. "I couldn't keep away. That was the best sex of my life; I don't know about you, but I want to fuck you again."

Her already red face turns an even deeper shade of crimson. "Oh my God...we haven't even gone on a first date! You should go...!"

Standing perfectly still where you are and simply looking at her with a smile, she runs a hand through her hair nervously. "If Mom finds us like this...you should definitely leave."