But he sure as hell isn't going to take advantage.The callouses on his hands aren't from working on cars or manual labor. They're from handling weapon... and hours spent typing or writing notes longhand. They make even the most tender touch heady and demanding, scraping against her smooth skin.His thumbs force her creamy thighs further apart as they skim toward her center. He pulls her to the edge of the counter, their bodies rubbing together as his hips surge toward her of their own accord. It's. As she continued massaging her breasts and nipples I moved my tongue away from her slit. I inserted three fingers into her wetness as she started into the initial gyration of her hips which helped me enter into her sheath even further starting, the in and out movement and caressing her clit each time which I knew was one of her extreme erotic sensations. Knowing from experience what she now wanted I slipped my little finger into her juice also and she opened her legs slightly to let me circle. .." she grinned impishly.God knows why but my cock suddenly went hard, the appearance of a huge bulge in my wet underpants did not go unnoticed by my sister and her grin grew wider as I sat on the side of the bath and waited for her to finish her statement."...I suppose you could do my boobs for me." she grinned.If this was supposed to shock me my sister was in for a surprise, a sudden desire to wash all of her had filled me; unnatural though it may sound I was being turned on by my sister and. She knew her areolas were puckered and waiting to be sucked into his hot and wet lips.But, he was in total control.His finger followed every curve of her body. She had no feelings of shame or self-consciousness with him. He had told her repeatedly that he loved and wanted her body. Every curve, every scar, and every part. She believed him and she gave him what he wanted. She gave herself.She knew he was teasing her when his finger slowly glid down her tummy, circled her belly button, ran.