Jessica quickly locked her bedroom door and practically tore her clothes off. She lay on the bed and began to massage her breasts, tweaking the nipples, then ran her hands slowly down her body, trying to imagine that it was Nolan touching her. By the time her fingers began to delve into her sopping wet pussy and to touch her swollen clit, the image of her wonderful brother had been replaced by that of her Dad.

What was happening to her? She didn't want to have sex with her father -- or did she?? But her body had responded to his touch - and she was unsure whether he was...