Sorry, what did you say?

"Did you always have lustful feeling for your sister?" asked the red-headed milf sitting in front of you. You could tell she was eyeing your hard-on, just from how often she was biting her lips. You couldn't deny, it had strike your mind a few times, ripping off her clothes, pushing her down on to the mattress, making out with her before motor boating her tits.

Gushing out a huge orgasm all over her body as she took it like a good slut. Then continuing forward with your hard-on by using her pussy, stretching it out so nobody but you could use it freely. Making her husband watch as a young stud such like you made his wife cum in a matter of seconds while he could barely make her cum at all.

Then you would go home with them, kick him out of the room and continued where you last left off. Becoming the man of the house, while her husband is **** to take one of the guest room as you get serviced like a true king in the master bedroom. Waking up every morning to the delight of a milf sucking your member off before using her once again.

Ah, that would be the life. You wished you could do those things to her. Sadly, that was not the case...at least not for today. But, there was a camera sat between the two of us. You had noticed this way before you came in thanks to catching the CCTV those times you were in the principal's office.

If anyone found out what you were doing to her, you would have to say good bye to the championships.
"Michael!"

"Huh, what?"

"I asked you if you've always had sexual thoughts about your sibling?" Repeating the question, much to your dismay. You weren't listening due to her blouse almost coming off to reveal her one of her nipples.

"Yes."

"Okay..." she says, writing down something on her little notepad. She would occasionally look you up before going back to writing; not like it wasn't that obvious. "Alright, please continue."