My sister and I just looked at each other with smiles on our faced. Then my sister put her head on the pillow and pulled the covers up. I took that as...my cue to head to bed also. My mom came out of the bath room a minute later, turned off the lights and got in to bed.I had drifted off to sleep for about an hour when I woke to my covers being removed. Through blurry eyes I recognized my sister’s form fishing my flaccid member from my shorts.I let out a ‘Huh?’ which was quickly. Then she smiled at me, lifted her T-shirt up over her head, and tossed it across the kitchen. She was braless which I had expected and she had the nicest set of breasts that I had ever seen. The truth be know they were also the only set of breasts that I had ever seen. They were little, just a small handful, and there was no droop at all to them. My mother’s breasts are a lot bigger and they certainly droop. As dad always says, gravity works. He also says that more than a mouthful is a waste.. (This is an aside. I know some won't like it ... tough.) Now that I'm a dad ... oh my god! ... I am ... I am a dad ... and I'm getting responsible. I swore I'd never ... but ... here I am. In the shit!If she wasn't just like her mother, I wouldn't... yes I would! Wouldn't! I went with some real barkers. Yes ... you did. They were the girls who put out. So don't say nasty things about Inkeri ... guys are going to WANT her. They are going to want her stark naked ... spread out and moaning for it.. One friday night I had got all dressed up up ready to go out on a date with an old friend. I thought he might be after a bit of extra and didnt mind the attention. I started a bottle of wine and jumped into the bath. I hadnt had it for so long and played with myself to orgasm in the bath thinking about the night ahead. I got out and blow dryed my hair and decided what to wear. I put on my champange coloured silky bra, suspender belt and panties. As I finished my third glass of wine I then slid.