Our relationship had beenchanged. It was growing more "real," never to go back toour old sibling rivalry.Oh, my behavior around her hadn't changed. I ...as stilltrying to look down her blouse or up her dress. I stilllistened at the bathroom door. But now, we were closerbuddies. She really liked me, so it was both easier toaccept my aggressive sexuality and harder for her to takeoffense at my shenanigans. Added to that, I began to acceptmyself a little more and was far less hesitant about. She held his gaze, fueled by the obvious effect she was having on him, as she slowly slipped the shorts off. His mouth dropped open. She wasn’t wearing panties. Her smooth pussy was completely bald. Just like her upper body, there were no tan lines below her waist. Alyssa laughed. “You’re drooling.” She sat down and stretched her legs out again. Nick cleared his throat, momentarily paralyzed by the control she had over him. Usually, it was he who had women drooling over him. “This wasn’t what. Fuck me like you fuck Carol.... I loved watching that.....” and that was all the encouragement I needed! I kissed her, ran my mouth down her body licking and sucking her wonderful tits (which must have been AT LEAST 34FF’s!!), then down to her pussy which I kissed, licked, sucked on all the while she was moaning with pleasure and writhing above me on the bed. Then I pulled myself into position, knelt up with my cock pointing tantalisingly at her pussy – which was one of the most perfect I’d. I stayed in my room and got ready for bed and lay down. It was about midnight now and I heard a knock on my door. I opened the door and Chloe was standing there crying again. I asked what was wrong this time and she just said someone was being horrible to her and she wanted to stay with me and she didn’t want to be alone. I asked her why can’t she stay in mums room but she said they weren’t coming home.I said ok. But told her to sleep on the floor.I got in to bed and turned the light out, as I.