I’ve always had a very special relationship with my sister. I mean, we did everything together—or at least we used to—until she found a boyfriend and decided to spend all her time with him. Now, she even wants to go to therapy on her own. No way, I had to go with her. The therapist made me realize how jealous I was of her boyfriend and put me to the test by making out with my sister. I couldn’t handle it! If she was kissing him, I had to kiss him too. It’s fair to say that I failed that test. But then, he said that he was going to help us share again, so he sat between us and took out his long, hard dick. If this is sharing, maybe it's not so bad after all.