Don’t get me wrong, sis,” and there it was, their old affectionate term for each other, “I’m not remotely into girl-on-girl stuff. Sam heard it all, understood it all, in her mind saw her brother and her best friend deep in their sexual joining and as the sounds increased, as they became clearer to her, she began to touch herself, to feel vicariously their heat, their passion. Should I push my hard, hard cock into my sister’s wet pussy?” as her body began to shake uncontrollably. The four hour drive passed peacefully, Andy driving, Sam occasionally sitting on the middle of the truck’s bench seat, lightly caressing her brother’s thigh, the two exchanging occasional, unhurried kisses. Should I come into you now? But last night, Sam, last night was amazing; it wasn’t just a really good fuck; it was lovemaking. But it was really different, wasn’t it?”
“Yes, and it’s kind of like something I’ve been thinking about all week, Andy.’ She cuddled up to him, lay her head on his chest, and, caressing his midriff, asked “are we fucking, Drew?” She felt his startled response and quickly added
