She and i loved to talk down the road as we drove and i would finger her talking about guys we just saw or guys who woould be watching us or even if o...e tried to join us what would she do. Always she lefted it up to me watching or fucking her witht the guy or maybe even a stranger doing her while i went to the restroom. This day was uncommon because we did see a guy she new from her daughters school single dad who had been known to sleep around was biking near the beach we were heading. I had. "Why not the library?" I said, pushing her pointed bubbies up out of their whalebone shelter like a pair of gourds from a too-small sack. They gleamed white in the pale light, tipped with dark, bulbous knobs."Never," she panted, yanking up her stays with her thumbs beside her plump mounds, taking my hand and leading me toward the back of the house in surprisingly long strides for such a short woman. We entered a side door into a small room, which I figured out was a pantry once my eyes got. ”I grinned. Now, the million-dollar question.“Do you want to sleep with your brother and Marcie at the same time?”Again, the pause, and again the quiet response.“Yes.”Session B38:“You live in a world where hooking up with a brother and sister at the same time isn’t weird.”Shake.Damn. For some reason, I thought that would work.Actually ... why had I thought that would work?I had Marcie give me head while I thought about it.In my mind, she would immediately have agreed to that hypothetical; she’d. My eyes were closed and I was paying attention to my mental imagery, so I didn’t notice until I heard the door shut and the lock click. I froze and my eyes snapped open to discover the object of my fantasy standing there staring at me.“Oh shit,” I said. I quickly yanked my trunks back up, covering my hardon. “Sandi, what are you doing?” I was completely embarrassed.“I heard you say my name and I thought you were calling me,” she said with a little smile.“I wasn’t…I didn’t…” I stammered. .