" But what about our car? It's at National." Don't worry about the damned car," I growled.Any retort she might have planned was cut off by a sudden cr...ck oflightning and a loud rumble of thunder right on its heels."The storm's getting closer," she commented. Who needed Cassandra whenHannah was at hand?It was indeed closer - and more violent. We had watched the sky growingominously darker - first at a distance and then closer and closer.Speckles of rain were dotting the windshield now, but not. What do you think of that?" Tim said as he gestured toward the huge print."Damn, I've never seen any of my work that big. When you said you were going to display it, I never expected anything like that!"What does a print that size run?" I asked."Oh, about a hundred and fifty bucks, un-mounted. The mounting is the same again." Three hundred bucks? I guess I'll have to come back and look at it here."Tim just chuckled as he reached under the counter and brought out an envelope with my prints for. I guess I was staring at him a little too long because he noticed me and smiled, a shy smile at that. I figured I would have some fun and tease him a little. I checked to see what my husband was up to, as usual his head burried into a magazine. So I started to play with my breasts slowly. The young man started to blush a little but could not stop looking. So I decided to take it up a notch, I spread my legs a little, just enough for him to get a good view and pulled the top of my dress a little. After several minutes of forcing her brother's cock as far down her throat as she could, Tiffany began to get exhausted. Her hair was stringy with sweat and her bare chest and stomach were shiny and slick. Her vision went a little fuzzy as she relaxed and let her brother take over. She could feel him going deeper and deeper but her gag reflex was completely unresponsive. She could feel saliva running down her chin and soaking her bunched up sports bra.Just as Tiffany thought she was going to.