She brushed her hair behind her ears and used her right hand to shield her eyes as she scanned the surrounding land for any sign of her wayward siblin.... She was loathe to step out into the heat of the midday sun once again and she sighed as she took a sun umbrella from a stand outside the front door. Opening it up to shield her from the yellow rays she stepped out once again onto the dusty pathway. The beads of sweat that had formed on her pale skin caused straw the same colour as her hair to. But she could hear just fine.“Every time you suck me I feel like I gotta piss,” her brother said.“You complaining?” asked Marisa.“Not at all, but I gotta go.”“Well, hurry up, you have work to do. Leave the door open, I want to watch.”Layla caught a glimpse of her naked brother walking into the master bath, his semi-hard cock leading the way. She listened as his strong stream of piss splashed into the toilet bowl, hard at first, then lessening, then trickling. The toilet flushed and the water. "I took one ball in my mouth and sucked lightly, tonguing his nuts as I stroked his long, spit-lubed boner. I changed balls and took his other nut in my warm mouth, amazed at how horny and nasty I was acting. He lifted his feet up onto the seat on the far side, exposing his puckered hole to me. Without any instructions, I licked my way down to his hairless hole and began to tongue fuck his ass as he moaned with pleasure. I don't even like giving my wife oral sex, but I was turned on beyond. His handshake was firm and warm, his eyes clear as he leaned over the divider. By April a sooty layer of scruff overtook his previously clean-shaven jaw and you began to concoct stress-induced schemes of seduction between paragraphs. Hey can you help me reach this book I need from the top shelf I can’t quite get it and I- In the end it was him who invented some bullshit excuse about needing help carrying books from the far end of the stacks and you didn’t bother pointing out he had long since.