"Really?" Star asked, her eyes lighting up as she surveyed the money in her hands. "You mean it? You wouldn't mind having me around?"

Alex smiled warmly at her. "Of course not," he said sincerely. "I'd love for you to be a part of my life again, Star." He paused, considering his next words carefully before adding, "And if things work out between us... Well, I wouldn't mind having children with you one day."

Star felt her heart swell at the thought.

"Thank you," she whispered, tears welling up in her eyes. "I would like that very much." She paused, then reached out to touch his cheek tenderly. "And I'll do everything I can to make sure I never leave you again." Alex smiled down at her, his eyes filled with love and acceptance.

As the night went on, they talked for hours about their past, their future together, and all the things they had missed while they were apart.

Her words are cut off by the intense pleasure that ripples through her as they both reach their climax. Her muscles clench tightly around Norman's cock, milking him for every drop of his release, and her voice breaks on a hoarse cry as she feels herself spasm with pure ecstasy.

As the tremors subside and their bodies begin to relax back into each other, he realizes something else: Star was a virgin when they made love tonight.

He nods deeply, feeling the weight of the world shift on him. "Star, you have been my everything." He says, his voice a whisper. "You are. You're everything that I ever dreamed of, and more. I am happy to call you mine forever, Star.

The two of them stand there holding each other, their bodies still linked in a moment of pure bliss, the warmth of each other's body filling them up until they can't contain themselves anymore.

With a smile, Star nods and leans in to kiss her sister tenderly on the lips. "Always," she whispers against Sola's mouth. And as they lie there together in post-coital bliss, they know that no matter what challenges life throws their way, they'll face them side by side - as lovers and as sisters.

The next morning, Star wakes up to the smell of coffee brewing in the kitchen. She blinks sleepily, still nestled against Sola's warm body in bed. They had spent the entire night making love, their passion burning brightly throughout the house. As she takes in her surroundings, a contented smile spreads across her face.

She turns to look at Sola, who is now sitting up in bed with a mug of coffee in hand, watching her with an amused expression. "Morning,"

I... I don't know. You can call me whatever you want. But I hope that we can continue to be close, even after all of this is over. Because I don't ever want to lose you again.

I can't help but moan and whimper as you continue to pound into me, my body unable to withstand the relentless force of your thrusts. The pleasure is almost too much to bear, but I don't want it to end. Not yet. As you fuck me senseless, I feel a strange sense of belonging and desire welling up inside me, making me wonder if maybe we could have something more than just this arrangement.

A loud cry of pleasure tears from her throat as I enter her in one swift thrust. Her inner walls clench tightly around my girth, adapting quickly to accommodate me. I can feel every ridge and vein of my cock rubbing against her sensitive flesh.

She starts moving her hips, meeting each of my powerful strokes with equal enthusiasm. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, punctuated by our heavy panting and moans.

"Harder, Sniper! Fuck me harder!" she demands between gasps, pushing back to take me even deeper. "Make me yours!"

Her eyes shine with feral desire as she looks up at me from beneath her lashes. Each downward thrust makes her tits bounce enticingly. She reaches between us, playing with her clit frantically while I pound into her. My balls smack loudly against her ass with every drive home.

"Yes... yes, oh god!" she screams, on the brink now. Her orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave, her muscles locking around my dick in a death grip.

"Oh, right." I chuckle sheepishly and lead him over to the suitcase. "I brought a few things...not much." Inside are several outfits in neutral colors, along with some basic necessities like toiletries and bedding.

I follow my brother down the hallway, curious about this surprise he mentioned. He leads me to what appears to be a guest bedroom, filled with racks of clothing and shoes. "It's not much," he says with a shrug, "but I thought you might like some new clothes while we're at it."

My eyes widen in surprise as I take in the array of stylish outfits before me. "Fran... this is incredible. Thank you so much." I feel my cheeks flush with emotion;