After all, we were the only ones around and I figured if she wanted to flash me she could have done so by now. Back to my first concern, I didn’t ev...n know if it was her. She, however, if it was her, knew it was me by the shirt. As I said before, an interesting situation.The time we spent talking, probably fifteen to twenty minutes, gave me a good chance to look her over. She and I made eye contact routinely. She was not a model, but she was athletically built and appeared toned. Great looking. I can’t say for sure now, but she must have had her eyes open during this part because her aim was incredible. She managed to direct her stream with unfailing accuracy right against the underside of my shaft just beneath the cleft portion of the head. She held it there, the force of the jet thrumming against me so hard and so long that I very nearly ejaculated right then and there. The fleeting thought crossed my mind that she was going to empty herself and have nothing left for me to taste. "She grabbed my arm and pointed back the way she'd come from. I stormed off in that direction while she trailed after me. When I got to the guys she was talking about, I erupted." Why the fuck are you two assholes picking on my girl?" I screamed. "The two of them were just your typical slackers, so they weren't ready for any type of serious threat. They immediately started backing up and apologizing. Finally, they turned tail and just ran while I stood there with both fists balled up; breathing. They'd kept their secret well. No one but Pete and Samantha had ever known that in addition to being a brother and sister pair, they also fucked each other on a regular weekly and often many times a week basis.Nearly 25 years had passed since the last time Pete and Samantha had shared a fuck together. She'd left home, grown into a mature woman and married and had 3 kids in the interim years. Pete's life had moved along in other directions as well after that last weekend in Samantha's arms and.