Continue Messing With The Sister

Dragging her ass across the floor is pretty quirky, but I think my sister can get weirder. I know just the thing to make her perfect too. When she gets done dragging her ass across the floor she stands up and her cheeks are bright red. She bends over and grabs a bar of soap and starts to push it into her ass.

"Why are you shoving the soap in there?" I ask already knowing the answer, but finding the potential conversation amusing.

"This is how I normally wash my ass, dude. Shut up and just watch me." She says fully engulfing the soap in her ass. She starts to fuck the bar of soap taking it all the way in her ass and then having her pink asshole spit the whole thing back out. I can tell just how deep her ass must be as I watch the soap go all the way into her gaped asshole and disappear into the darkness before its color starts to reappear as she pushes it out with a deep grunting sound. As she does it big soap bubbles start to pour out of her asshole causing the room to fill with a slushing sound.

She begins to moan as she starts to quickly thrust the soap bar in and out of her guts. Pretty soon she is done with her daily routine and she spits the soap out of her ass for the last time. To make sure all suds are out of her asshole she farts until all of them are gone. Her ass is actually pretty clean now. There is no brown water coming out of her ass now though there was a little bit before.

I decide to make that soap bar be the used not only for cleaning her asshole, but for her face ass well. I chuckle to myself knowing that this all would have never been a reality without me as I hear my mother call my name from downstairs again. She sounds angry, but that doesn't really faze me. It's the perfect time to mess with her too.

I head downstairs to see my mother in the kitchen cooking eggs on the stove. She hears me enter the room and turns to me looking furious.

"What took you so long!?" She says leering at me. I hope she isn't mad just because of that.

"I was looking at my sister take a shower." I say confidently knowing that nothing will come of it.

"She is still taking a damn shower? Well hurry up and grab a plate breakfast is done." She says taking the eggs off the stove and placing them on a plate.

I grab a serving of food and sit down at the table. I wonder what I could do to Mom...