Instantly he can taste her and her last lover. Her moans spur him on. He rubs his nose against her clit, pushing his mouth muscle into her entrance as...far as it can go. With a growl, Chance grazes his teeth over the swollen bud before sucking it hard. Rory bucks her hips as her legs threaten to give out.“Chance!” she gasps.He would love to just remain here, torturing her, but he wants to be in his sister just as much as she wants him in her. But he doesn’t have all night. There is a party to. I think I notice some movement outside our door but am so excited with what Patrice is doing that I ignore it. Patrice moves her tongue towards my cock, not touching it with her hands, slowly licking me, sucking my knob into her wet mouth. I moan loudly as she sucks my cock into her mouth, slurping down on it, sucking it deep into her mouth. I know Patrice's nightie has ridden up high and I imagine what her ass would look like from behind. Patrice starts moving on my cock faster “ohhhhh,. I don't know whether I imagine it or not, but I'm sure I see his lip curl up into the tiniest of smiles. I smile to myself now, wondering if he's faking it. He is lying there in just a towel and I am trying hard not to stare but I'm finding it really difficult. One if his arms is behind his head, and the other is resting on his hard, muscly stomach, just above the line of his towel. I can vaguely see a line of hair that starts at his belly button and wanders down... Stop it! I think to myself.. It was almost noon and we’d both opted for flimsy summer dresses and long dangly earrings. We giggled as we lifted our dresses to reveal that neither of us was wearing panties and although we probably looked like a couple of hookers touting for business, it was highly unlikely that anyone at The White Raven would ever recognise us. I had the top down on the MX5 as we drove the 10 miles or so down narrow country lanes to reach the pub and once through the pretty village with it’s thatched.