We were BAAAAAAAAAD! Weren't we, Bobby?" Yes, Kim, we really were. This-- " Wanna do it again?!" She bounced her pelvis around on his crotch."We can't...EVER do anything like that again! Kim! We just-- we just-- and we're-- we're-- " Yes?" she smiled, her eyes still dancing."We're BROTHER and SISTER, Kim! And this is WRONG!"She leaned down and put her arms around his neck. "You weren't wrong, Bobby. As a matter of fact, I'd say you were very very RIGHT! And you can't have found it too unpleasant. I walk to the kitchen and pour myself a glass of orange juice, taking a sip to clear out the nasty taste in my mouth. I make my way to the main bedroom and slip put of my red tight, overexposed shirt and snuggle into bed next to John. I'm behind him and I'm cold, so I spoon him and my fingertips work their way up his chest and back down. I feel his heartbeat start to quicken as I make my way down his hairy, manly body and to the waistband of his pants.I push my lips against his back and close. For the rest of the story I will have to wait until Jean returns and tells me all about her night of slutdom. I watched them walk by, I was oblivious to them as they giggled saucily toward the lift. Ross pressed the button for the lift as Mike held Jean and kissed her passionately, holding both of her very aroused breasts, judging by the erect nipples poking through her top. Her aureole was visible as her chest had been heaving so much she was almost spilling out of her top. That, plus all of. She turned around, bent forward and backwards for me to get a perfect view of all details, coming closer with every step. Soon I had nearly her ass cheeks in my face and my pants threatened to burst open under the pressure of my hardon. "so you like my body ?" she asked naughtily. "yes of course," I exclaimed, "it is perfect ! much better than the girl on the photo" A thought crossed my mind. "... and I bet that your skin is much softer than hers" Since she seemed to be eager to surpass this.