Use her.

You shrugged once more.

"Guilty like no other!" You answered happily, your hand already inside her towel.

She lets out another snort but proceeds to ignore you as she dives back into her computer, she doesn't react even when one of your fingers playfully circles a nipple.

Seeing that the chip worked and that you have total freedom, you decided to take your time with her.

Your hands, calloused from working as an inventor engineer, ran through your sister's soft fur, caressing every place and curve.

She, apart from letting out small giggles from the tickling and muffled moans when you touch a particularly sensitive area, didn't react to your touch.

The towel that covered her body and modesty had been lying on the floor for a long time, along with your clothes.

You had her sitting on your lap, making her move her hips so that your member was massaged by her soft thighs while you continued to grope her all over her body, her small canine tail tickling against your bare chest.

Slowly but surely you began to feel moisture coming from her vagina and her small gasps were now small moans.

Then to your surprise she let out a small sigh before saying: "You know that if you wanted something like this you just had to ask me, okay?"

You blinked and a momentary panic took over you.

Did the chip fail? Did you push too far? Or is she became immune?

All these doubts were forgotten when you felt her still moving her hips.

Having put an arm on your shoulders and twisting her torso a little to look at your face she could see your face of astonishment.

Her response to this was to roll her purple eyes before saying.

"You really need to be more confident in yourself little brother, I mean you created an invention that allows you to turn possibly anyone you want into a **** and besides, I know you and I don't believe you haven't put a thousand and one fail-safe mechanisms in place or something like that."

Her confidence in you was a nice ego booster and a delicious balm for your anxieties, although still not as nice as the now conscious movements she was making on your member.

She lets out a small laugh at your expression before letting out a sigh.

"I honestly still don't understand why you decided to make me your ****, I mean I noticed the looks you sometimes give me in places like the beach or pools but this is something... more, final if that makes sense." - she comments, her tail moving in an almost anxious manner.

You once again shrug, her feeling the movement more than seeing it due to the furry arm still on your shoulder, before answering him.

"To be honest back to you, for three reasons

1.- The chip only works if I have a close social connection with the target.

2.- I need someone to help me if things get out of hand and a confidant.

3.- You were the closest."

She rolls her eyes and speaks in a flat, sarcastic, and unimpressed tone but still keeps moving her hips.

"So I was the most convenient and your possible scapegoat, what a way to make your first **** feel special, bro." Veronica says before removing her arm from your shoulder to change position so that it almost seems like she's going to start riding you in reverse cowgirl style only to put her hands on your knees and start massaging your already throbbing cock with her tight little ass.

She lets out a small, morbid laugh, before commenting, "You know Mac and I never went this far, mainly because his house smells weird and I get dizzy every time I go there and it puts me off all desire to do it."

The mere mention of that bastard was enough to light a flame in your chest and let your instincts take over.

So she wasn't prepared for the sudden hug that pressed her body against yours, an action that makes her give a small yip in surprise.

Your face ends up resting on the crook of his neck before you let out a possessive growl.

Further words were unnecessary, she knowing almost instinctively what was going to happen.

Maybe it was a small part of her wolfish instincts but being under a male who held her so possessively, added to the lust accumulated by the foreplay, while she was on all fours caused her to have a small orgasm.

"Oh my." - She laughed weakly, the nervousness of the promise of imminent sex, doing it with her Master, her little brother, bringing out her sarcastic side.

"You really didn't like me talking about Mac, huh?"

You silenced her by spanking her and starting to hump her thighs.

The friction between both of your private parts causing all verbal interaction to stop as you focused on pleasuring each other and nothing else.

She panted and huffed while you grunted, the lasive sound and scent of a moist pussy filling the air.

Because of everything they had already done, their climaxes were not long in coming.

She reached it first enjoying an explosive orgasm that leave her almost boneless while letting out a weird mix of a screech and a howl.

You were close but there was still something missing so you quickly flipped her onto her back before placing your member right in front of her face.

Veronica understood immeasurably and without hesitation began jackoffing your cock with both furred hands.

“Here it comes.”- You managed to growl before firing off a long series of webs of semen.

Most of them landed on her snout, some in her hair but most of them landed in her mouth with her canine tongue hanging out.

“Swallow.”- You ordered and she made a little show of collecting all the semen she could from her head before licking and consequently swallowing your seed, her bright eyes never leaving yours.

The two of you stayed in those positions for a moment, you standing over her while she still slowly stroked your cock.

"What was that last thing?" You asked her, breaking the silence as she slowly rose to her knees, one of her hands playing with your still hard member.

She blushed in embarrassment for the first time you could remember in a long time and looked away, her ears flat against her head.

"I might have seen some things in your... private folder... a couple of times."

You blinked but just smiled mischievously at her.

"Oh? So you were the one who spent my gems on that Gacha Hentai game?" The question was more rhetorical than anything else, a means to get through the next round and you both knew it.

She looked up and put on her best innocent expression, coupled with puppy dog ​​eyes, and said,

"No... and if I had... I'm sure my handsome, manly, dear Master, my little brother, would surely forgive his submissive, foolish older **** sister."

Her tone as she spoke went from innocent to flirtatious to seductive in an almost effortless way, as she rubbed her face against your hard member and took deep breaths of your scent.

You raised your eyebrows.

"... You practiced that in front of the mirror didn't you?"

As she mumbled something about little brothers being too attentive for their own good your mind wandered to other topics.