“Make it one large diet,” Aubrey said. I turned to her and smiled. This was only our third encounter, our first ‘date’ if you didn’t count t...e two crazy sex sessions before this. Sharing a straw was pretty tame compared to what we’d done to each other, but it still suggested a level of comfort with me. And that was exactly that type of flirtatious confidence that drove me wild about her. She looked at me and shrugged. “No sense wasting extra cups.” “Yeah, gotta help out the turtles and stuff,”. Embark with me on this story of how Josh and I dismissed the fact that we were the same blood.---Me and Josh, although closely related, never met until I was eleven and he turned twelve. He is from a completely different continent, and our families are thousands of miles apart. They came over to visit Europe and decided to stop by our home. Josh and I didn't talk a lot, we just played around like kids usually do while parents were talking about adult things. They only stayed for one night at. “Where shall we go?” “The gym,” I said. All the fittest guys will be there and we can just pick one off!” “Hmmm… let’s go!” Said Mathilde, enthusiastically. Megan and I laughed and we all headed for the uni gym. I was in my white hot pants and white T shirt with ‘Too Hot to Handle’ across the front. Megan was in red hot pants I think and a crop top and Mathilde had on a short denim skirt and a little off the shoulder number. I guess we were in luck that night. It wasn’t always so easy, as I. She remembered, and her thoughts came randomly: how he had at first, kissed her and bit her lips gently, while caressing her back, and feeling tingles run up and down her spine; and then how he wrapped his long arms around her and pulled her into him, so she could feel his heartbeat and mAke her breath quicken and she felt warm and safe; how she told him to stretch out on the bed, and she crawled over to him, mounting his erect cock with her mouth, and dropping down so that her mouth tasted.