My finished cock slipped from her pussy. We breathed slowly together."Hey!" said a voice of complaint.I tiredly opened my eyes. I don't know how much ...leep I got after Emily fucked me but the lightening room indicated morning was soon.A weight was on my body. It was a warm, soft weight. I was pleased that it was the naked body of Emily."You skipped my turn," said Jamie with annoyance.Emily remained asleep on me. It was a wonderful feeling. I felt so close to her. It was something that went. A hook might be nice, too. Hey, eyes up here! I'm talking to you!" He caught me looking at his cock. I couldn't help it! It was a nice one! A few inches, not too much hair."So I have to shave down," I said. "To the point of extreme pain, and you can be all hairy?" Mark laughed. "Yeah I know, double standard. Most guys will not be shaved, sorry. Get me a towel?" He stepped into the shower. "You'll need to get unscented body wash. And those scrunchy things to wash with." "You mean a loofah?". Why didn’t she stop him? Why did it not feel wrong?After he left, it was all she could think about. Her mind filled with carnal images of fucking her brother, and she was sorely tempted to masturbate, to milk out some of that frustration. But she knew deep down that the itch wouldn’t go away without a cock. Her brother’s cock.She made her way up to his apartment, mindful of her overcoat being tightly wrapped around her body. The sound of her 8-inch fuck-me boots clanged loudly against the steps. "Tawney, I'm almost sure that you are the cause of this, you ache to be a little slut." I shook my head no, every movement of my head causing the pain to bite into my scalp. "Nooo I don't Daddy, I don't want to be a slut, pleassse no I swear!" His arm raised high and then came swinging down, the palm landing on my bare ass with a booming "Smaaaaaaack!" The force of the blow sent my cunt landing against Chey's mouth and being the slut "she" is (Daddy would never believe that though) her tongue.