'Good Morning', she said politely, as she manoeuvred her cleaning trolley into the elevator, pushing myself and my husband to the back. 'I am going on...y to the next floor', she apologised, her voice melodic and her face angelic.She was a girl, 16, maybe 17, no older, but there was something about her I found charming, even her fragrance was strangely exciting, and I cast a look at my husband, who stood close to her, his cock bulging, and I wished to see him fucking her, he caught me looking,. The light from the dining room cast a warm glow into the living room where they were sitting. As the two girls got comfortable, Estelle appeared from the kitchen holding two wine glasses that she offered to them. Amelia took it without looking away from Sophia, as though her answer was the most important thing in the world at that moment. Sophia took the glass, but then paused and looked up at Estelle suspiciously. This caused her server to chuckle knowingly."There's nothing in it," she replied. Now it was my sister’s turn to get surprised. She didn’t utter a word and just kept gazing at me, and my eyes were on her, and then didn’t know was it the drugs or was there a natural spark. We came close to each other, our breaths slowly rising, our face slowly tilting to each other, but as our lips were about to meet my sister withdrew her face.Sis-“I can’t do this, for God’s sake we are brother and sister”.Me-“you are right, we shouldn’t do this, we are brother and sister, but I just wanted. ‘I wana fuck you hard’ I breathed in her ear. She chuckled, her eyes glittering with excitement. She snogged me again urgently and ran her hands over my chest. Then she got up and led me to her tent. As I withdrew my hand from her skirt I had to sniff my wet fingers inhaling the sweet, potent scent of her pussy juice. I couldn’t resist putting my fingers in my mouth to suck off her juices that covered them.She crawled into her tent, kicking off her wellies. As I followed her in, I cheekily.