He began to absently reflect on the night - the mayhem a mere block away, and the meager existence reflected in the four walls that surrounded him. It...was strange, that someone with her looks was barely existing despite the wages she snatched from her trade.She emerged from the dripping room in a petite white teddy that barely concealed the neatly trimmed bush that he had come to invade. His arousal became evident almost immediately not only because of the "feast or famine" sexual diet the. I licked my hand clean and then went to sleep. The next morning I woke up, started a pot of coffee and headed for the shower. When I got back Bob was setting in his chair with his coffee really looking hung over. I did notice than his cock was sticking out one leg of his white boxer shorts. It was smaller than the last time I saw it but still looked really good. I had to stop myself from going over and sucking it again. I started to get dress when Bob said “How’d I get in bed last night? The. . I...” She stopped herself. “Yes, love?” He raised his head and began to kiss her pretty face. “I need to move. The sharp edge of this window sill is cutting into my arse!” She giggled. Simon grinned and lifted her, legs still around his waist, over to the bed. They fell onto the mattress, bodies shining with a thin sheen of sweat. Simon pushed his arm under Mattie and pulled her close. “That was beautiful, Mattie. I love making you come, coming inside you,” he said as he kissed her. "That's usually part of it." I thought so," she replied. "And these women you've fucked, were they college aged, athletic, and pretty- like me?" Damn right," I proudly replied."Then it's settled. You have no problems with female nudity. So the question then becomes, do you have a problem with male nudity?" I've seen plenty of that in the gym." It looks like you're all out of excuses," she said in a conclusory manner."Yeah, but you're my sister." You've never wanted to see me naked?"Her question.