I was so wet and aroused by his action that he easily buried himself into me. I braced my hands on the coffee table as he began to fuck me.“Ohhhh, Y...s,” I moaned as he hit the perfect spot. Thrust after thrust. Harder and harder he slammed his cock deep into me. My pussy felt like it was on fire from all the friction. All I could think was that I was such the slut for letting my brother fuck me again. And it turned me on like nothing I had imagined.That was until I heard my brother called out,. When I came out she was sitting on the bed and said, Why don’t you remove the blouse yourself”, I agreed and I put my hand on the blouse and started unhooking the blouse from the front, one of the hook was not coming soI pressed hard against her boobs and finally succeeded to remove all the hooks and now her blouse was open from the front. She was wearing a white transparent laced bra and her dark nipples were visible. Her boobs were protruding out of the bra and at the sight of her cleavage. The thighs were like a power house. I thought of what those legs may have done and what they could do and I felt my breathing become a bit shallower again. I did not know if this massage was affecting you or me more. The rhythm continued. Connection formed between us as the contact became two people as one. As my fingers slid upward and inward to the inner thigh, I could feel something else at my finger tips and slyly brushed against them as I came up again and back out. I repeated this pattern. "She took a deep breath and her tears slowed. She took another deep breath, and lifted the bag she'd brought. When she looked me in the eye then, there was a determination there that hadn't been when she'd arrived."Is it true what Doyle said? About you liking my ... my ass?"Too flabbergasted and confused by the moment to speak, I just nodded. Hope filled me like it never had before."Then I want you to help me. If Doyle needs me to have anal sex, then I will. With you," she said, and then she.