I collapsed to a wilted heap on my sister to catch my breath. She pushed me off and over to my back then rolled up on top of me, her breasts and stom...ch hot and soft on mine. She kissed me quickly then flooded the dimly lit room with a brilliant smile “Merry Christmas.”“I've never had Santa's Elf jingle my bells before” I teased.A flicker of unease passed over her face, she rested her head on my chest, I could smell her perfume mixed with sweat, she asked “Is it okay that we are doing this?”I. Now it was my turn to stand and my mom was going to be comfortable in bed. When I first looked inside she was not yet in bed. She was looking inside her top left drawer. I knew it was her underwear drawer because of the several times growing up I had gone through it, rubbing the soft material all over my cock. Several times in the past I had stolen her underwear to come in them. Now she was reaching in and pulling out some stockings. I watched her sit on the edge of the bed as she slowly put on. He was the one to look at the dog and talk to him first.“Taz, you should get ready, kiddo. Because I’m here to take you both home with me.”“So what are we now?” Carter felt the need to check.Aron smiled.“Well, what do you think?” he asked.“We’ve been best friends, fuck buddies, roomies...” Carter counted on his fingers. “What’s next?”“Let’s start with the obvious,” Aron spoke. “We are, well, you are a straight guy who got flipped by his gay best friend, and I’m the flipper!”Aron was so pulling. Closing the door behind us, I lifted her with her buttocks as she held my head tightly closer to her lips in a vigorous and noisy smooch. We were just tearing apart each others’ clothes as the need for flesh had taken over.I fell with her on the bed as I ripped off her top and threw her black bra away in one smooth motion. She tore my t-shirt as the wilderness was coming out. The aggression was intense as she evaded me to jump outside the bed. She was gesturing me to catch hold of her and earn.