Her hair was a darker so much clearer on the webcam. My wood was instant and straining at my shorts and I couldn't resist writing a message. `Nice vie...'I heard Paul stifle a laugh and he typed back `pervert'We chatted on about the previous topics but for the next 10 minutes I watched his sister blow dry her hair while stood in the bedroom, in the heat of summer, stark naked. I was imagining tasting her sweet pussy while her brother sucked on my hard cock, knowing in my heart of hearts that that. He'd held many women before, but his sister's body - so familiar by sight - was strange and long forbidden. She was pliant in his arms and her closeness excited absolutely; he did not know if he could stand it. He knew she was not available to him, and the people around only emphasised it. But he wanted to push at this taboo, to see how far he could take it without breaking it, perhaps bend it.She was quite drunk by now and held herself against him immodestly. His cock became hard, his mouth. He bucked harder telling me to keep using my hand but to lick the tip only then to lick his balls. I marvelled at this mans staying power but loved that he could. He told me to stop and to lie back on the bed, legs wide. “please fuck me” I said, “I need your cock in my pussy”. He shook his head and buried his face between my legs. My god his tongue was like a snake, licking, probing, pushing inside me. His teeth nibbling on my outer lips, then my clit before sucking like I had just done. Bare as the day she was born, I had my fingers inside her wet cunt. Did I say wet, yes it was. Squirm as she may, she was turned on by all of it. I had to try her out.The back of her legs was warm on the tip of my cock; in-between her thighs was even warmer. I could see her red cheeks in the reflection of the train window. She was panting and fogging it up. I rubbed the tip of my cock against her wet slip, making her moan. I gripped her hips and moved her back and forth on it like a saw.When I.