"Oh fucking awesome! Greta came over from London, which is great cause I hadn't seen her in ages, anyway she got talking to use about this drink that ...he picked up called the 'old veteran'."Harry struggled to focus, he must be really horny if even a slight touch of breast, from his sister of all people, could give him what was now rock hard, twitching excitingly in his pants. An outline of his shaft formed in his shorts, in plain sight of his sister, he didn't want to cover it in fear of. You explore her vulva, tasting her, exploring her. Not too fast though -- even though you want it all right now. Her mons (mound) and hairs are smushed up under and around your nose, filling your nostrils with the molecules of her juices, creams, scents, and everything else that those hairs capture down there during the course of the day. You move your tongue down to her actual opening. It is wet and sloppy and you have not even gone in yet. You stiffen your tongue and insert it as deep as it. On an impulse, she leaned forward and kissed him. Hard. His arms slipped around her neck, his hands clasping together, trapping her, shielding her. “Mmmmmmm.” Her tongue forced itself between his lips. She felt his cock twitching, cumming inside her. “OH...OH...OH!” Her own orgasm was likewise intense. She stopped moving, letting the sensations wash over her. His cock was softer, but still not flaccid. It didn't seem to be shrinking, either. She slowly moved her hips in a tiny. They actually were, standing there washing one another's hair by the looks of it."What do you need?" I asked. The shower enclosure was still opaque and steamed up enough that I really couldn't see much of anything, until she opened it a bit more fully. Then I could ... the two of them naked, smiling from ear to ear."I was wondering what your plans were for the day," she asked me."Catching up on some more sleep," I thought ... but said instead. "Nothing really, what are your plans?"Mom stood.