Your sister

As your orgasm begins to subside, you recognize the sound of your sister's voice. At first you think she's talking to herself.

"No! Quit it until I can get to my room," you hear her say. "We can have fun once I'm in my room. I don't want anyone to hear!" Not sure what she's talking about, or who to, you lay back and listen. You hear her walk to her room and shut the door. You remove her dildo from yourself, stand up, and walk over to the wall adjoining your rooms. You hear her continue: "Amy, wait for me to get ready before you start moaning things like that!" Amy? Was your sister into girls? That would explain why she never brought any guys around the house.

You hear a drawer open and a second later she says, "Shit! It's not here! My toy isn't here!" Another drawer opens, and then it sounds like she's scouring her room. "God, Amy, I hope my mom didn't find it!" You look down at the vibrator in your hand -- covered in your milky white juices -- and realize that you have what your sister is looking for. You hear her move briskly from her room to the bathroom, and you realize that if you wanted to put it back, now would be the perfect opportunity, but you have to do it fast and hope you don't get caught.