I told her i had and suddenly my cock started to get hard thinking about that day. "Well i have been thinking about your penis" she sais,"And i wanted...to see how bigger it has gotten." Is it cool if I see it?" Luckily by then my cock had gotten very hard and i pulled back the curtain and there standing before me was my sister but grown up. Her blonde hair was the same but her tits had gotten bigger, at least a D cup and the nipples were rigid. She had a little bigger stomach but her pubic hair. I sat on the sofa and realized that i was becoming very nervous, pete asked if i wanted a drink and i accepted, he poured me a glass of wine and he sat down on the other chair across from me, what you watching? i asked, do you mind? i will turn it off if you don't like it all flustering. no, i said i like it, its just sex, whats wrong with that? He smiled and offered me a cigarette. As happens so often when i smoke cigarettes it made me feel very sexy, i stood up and walked over to the open. Moaning as my fingers try to grasp your slippery nipples only to have them slip away. Hands sliding down across your belly, dipping into your belly button then to the top of your smooth shaved mound. Feeling my thumbs slippery sliding lower, across your swollen pussy lips as I lean back. Pouring a little more oil right at the top of your mound, feeling it trickle down over your hard clit to your swollen naked lips. Trickling around my hard cock embedded deep inside you, down between your sweet. Without words, telling me I belong to you.We're far past that night.And right now, in this late hour, is often when one of us goes as the other remains asleep. It's never been a spoken agreement. It's like we both know leaving that way is easier than trying to say goodbye and promising we'll meet up here again.Something wants to break in me as I watch you, something I don't have a name for. It's not my heart. That's been broken before. This runs through there and travels deeper. It's the part.