'Yes, but there is a delivery charge' I replied.'And what's that?' she asked again looking directly into my eyes.I'd noticed the wedding ring on her f...nger and continuing our earlier innuendo I ventured 'That would depend on if your husband's going to be home or not'She laughed, not such a pleasant laugh this time and replied 'If he was home I wouldn't need it delivered in the first place. No he's never around when he's needed'. She realised that she'd suddenly got a bit morose and forced. I wanted my brother to see my face, as I sucked on his penis. Then I started bobbing up and down, and swirling my tongue around the head of his penis every time I bobbed upward. I was giving my brother the best blowjob, I could my mouth was filled with the taste of my brothers pre-cum that was seeping from the head of his penis onto my tongue. I reached down with my left hand and started gently massaging my brother's balls. I felt my brother tensing up, I knew she was getting ready to ejaculate. “It didn’t quite feel like I was cumming, but I felt it pouring out of me and I have those same good feelings I get after I cum, so ... yeah, kinda strange.”“Do it again sometime, maybe?” she asked.“Sure,” I nodded. “I can be talked into it again.”“Cool,” my girlfriend giggled. “For now, though, let’s clean up. We’re both sticky.”I nodded and rose from the bed with her. We started by pulling the sheets and the mattress pad from the bed. Both were soaked. We took it all to the laundry room,. It was a way for me to occupy myself, with out making eye contact. ‘What do you think about?’ I asked finally. She looked shocked, stunned even. As if I had asked her what color panties she’d had on or if she spits or swallows. ‘What do you think about?’ I repeated, trying to break through her disbelief. ‘Lotsa things…’ She started to say. I looked at her fingernails as she reached for her Malibu and Pineapple Juice. Not Rum and pineapple. Malibu. Christ! Sorority-girl bullshit. For prissy.