Somehow, we managed to remain as purely brother and sister by day. When it came to anything beyond that, we almost had our own coded language that was...equal parts verbal and conveyed with a glance.We could eat dinner at the table like regular siblings. We could joke around with Mom and with our friends. We could even just sit around and watch TV without things feeling weird.In the daylight we really didn’t discuss what our relationship was like when no one was around. It was like THAT would be. “Kinsey and Riley deserve better than I was when I conceived them.”“That’s a very mature thing to say, Megan.”“I know,” she said. “Mom’s jaw hit the floor. And I told Ron ... I dunno how I found Ron, Jess. He’s not one of that bunch we used to hang around with. He’s got a community college degree and a good job and he doesn’t party all the time...”“And you think...” I nodded towards Kinsey. Kinsey was being enthralled with Jessica’s fingers.“Pretty sure. Told him I’d do a DNA test if he wanted.. 'Don't you want another taste, Khan?' She was saying it lightly; it was a joke, nothing serious." He licked her there again and was petted and crooned at. His tongue curled out and he licked her persistently for about ten seconds." I could see his tongue slide over her vulva and the tip even slithered inside, into the really wet surfaces of the labia, and probably over her clitoris." I saw her face when that happened, too. Her eyes opened wide and she gasped once. Her stomach tensed. She met my. As she straddles his impressive frame she runs her appreciative fingers over the fine down of his dark body hair. His massive chest expands beneath her touch. He is not vain but her fingers burn him. He swells beneath her gaze. She bends her head to kiss him. She rubs his shaft using her wet centre, coating his cock in her slickness. The darkness in his eyes pleases her and she knows they will have to join bodies soon. Leaning back on his thick thighs as though horse-riding, Izetta thinks about.