Phei didn't know what to call this anymore.
First it was Sienna—barging in on him and Delilah when he was literally seconds from sinking balls-deep into her sister's virgin territory. That scene had been surreal enough on its own: him and Delilah frozen mid-thrust like a paused porno still, Sienna framed in the doorway with her mouth hanging open, eyes glued to his glistening cock like it owed her money.
Ten full seconds of arctic silence. His entire cock on display for the ice-robot Sienna, hard and unapologetic.
Delilah spread beneath him, pussy wet and waiting for a dick Sienna was very sure wouldn't fit in her big sister's little pussy.
And then?
Sienna had just… walked away. Muttered "this is gross" like she'd caught them eating cereal with a spoon instead of about to commit family incest.
No demands. No blackmail. No screaming bloody murder.
Just turned on her heel and vanished like she'd seen something mildly inconvenient on the sidewalk.
