I’m just not sure how comfortable I am with doing that with you.” “What? You don’t find me attractive?” “Of course, I do! It’s just that...we’ve been friends for so long and I would really rather not take a chance of messing that up.” “Baxter,” Olivia said in a tone that sounded like she was addressing a c***d. “We are not going to mess anything up. It is just a blow job.” Baxter tried to stand his ground but she could see that she was starting to weaken him. Moving in closer to him, she was only. I saw what Mab had meant when she spoke of how the Sidhe saw beauty in terms of a person's character. Here we saw each other's souls. I slid my arms around the forms of the two girls and pulled us all together. Life was suddenly very fine indeed.We could have lain like that for hours but eventually, bodily functions brought us back to our individual senses. We all felt like we'd been French kissing for an hour or two. I kissed both of them on the foreheads and then we all scrambled giggling, to. “About fucking Eileen.” Sally grunted her interest, and Kyle went on. “The other day, I woke up with my dick between Eileen’s thighs. I could have slipped into her. But that would have made her my lover, not my sister anymore. I guess that’s how I feel about it – right now, anyway.”“Nailed it!” Sally said. “I want my brother as my brother, not as a lover. He eats me till I’m nuts, and I think I give him pretty good head, but that’s all either of us wants from each other.” She turned and grinned. Pulling it off, he strode forward. I could see the hard bulge in his jeans. Pulling my hands away from my pussy, he put them over my head. “Keep them there” he told me, not an ounce of flexibility in his tone. My head fell back as he knelt between my legs. His hands brushed up my stomach and chest until he roughly held my breasts. My hips arched up under him and he just laughed. “You just love it rough don’t you?” I couldn’t do anything more than nod. I could see from the wicked gleam.