Marty is the only one not screwing his sister.
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I'm going to hell, I thought as cradled Brittney in my arms and felt her sweet little snatch milk the last drops of c*m from my c**k. She tilted her head to the side and I leaned in to kiss her.
"I'm sorry I was such an asshole, Britti." If I was going to hell, at least I could be nice to my sister.
"You can never be an asshole to me. You're my Marty." She kissed me back and bit my lip.
Britti and Marty. That's the way it had always been since she was old enough to crawl after me. Mom claimed her first word was Marty. I hugged her to me thinking I'd never thought I'd be here.
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Christmas 2013. That holiday was forever etched in my soul. I had driven four hours through a snowstorm. I'd nearly died four times as the
