She wore a sheer, almost transparent blue gown which fitted snugly over her voluptuous melon breasts and revealed the berry-like points of her nipples...beneath.Weakly Rudy sat down on the bed beside her. "Did Andy give you a bad time?" he asked, his eyes darting from her soft blonde hair to her proudly jutting breasts. In spite of the fact this was his sister, the young man felt a sudden restless stirring of his cock and a hollow feeling in the pit of his belly."Yes," she lied. "Oh, Rudy,. Working in tight circles with plenty of pressure, I kneaded her button with surgical precision. Almost immediately her pussy started to drip onto my hand. After just a few minutes, her legs started to twitch and her toes were curling. I said her name to see if she was awake, and got no response. I figured she would like to be awake for this. With my other hand, I gently parted her cheeks, and probed in with my thumb to find her rose bud. Once I had gotten to it, I slipped my thumb inside her. As I assess this, she’s already assessed my rod making a jerky transition through tented terry-cloth.“There you are.” she says, ignoring the obvious with only her words, “I want to show you something.”I hesitate for a second. I had mentally rehearsed such a moment – a few times, and had decided in a moment of marital obstinacy that I’d somehow decline. Decline or at least give declining a college try (a technical college). Picking up on my reluctance she shakes her head at me, and grinning. It didn't though. What did was when Nigel said rather unexpectedly;"Dunno about you, but I'm starting to get the urge to cum."My thoughts snapped back to my present position, and I realised my fantasies had actually delayed my urges. But now I was in the here and now, and I suddenly felt my knob being squeezed by Nige's ring muscle. I could feel him trying to push against me and it was suddenly exciting, and I knew it was Nigel I wanted to fuck, no-one else. It was Nigel who I wanted to empty.