Which, in itself, ultimately gives me away, as she seizes hold of my head, her nails digging hard into the back of it, and plants another feisty, tong...ue-probing kiss, her love area rubbing mine into a hardening recipient. Softly, and so erogenously, in my right ear, Megan whispers, “Fuuuck, Micheal...I'm sooo fucking wet.” “Megan-” “Micheal, my pussy, it's fucking dripping wet.” “Megan.” “It's so sopping wet with my loving pussy juice for you, Micheal. You should be so honoured that you are. My brothers had used that to their advantage many times to pull pranks on each other. Now it was my turn. I twisted the door's brass handle ever so slowly. I cracked the door open, the sound of my brother, Rick, showering grew louder. Water sprayed and splashed. He hummed as he washed. He had no idea I was in here with him. The steam spilled around me as I pushed the door open just a little farther. I could see him as a shadow through the plastic curtain, moving as he scrubbed himself. A wicked. ”“Well, if I remember correctly, we’ve now replaced just about every part that can be replaced in the engines. So unless we take some hits we should be fine for the near future,” I said.“We’re going to look at ways to improve the durability of the engines. Ambrose and Truit have some thoughts, but Boddicker is making sure they do things carefully. He doesn’t want any new problems created by their tinkering,” Warren replied.“I don’t blame him,” I replied. “Keep me informed of progress.”“What. Mum came in from the kitchen carrying a beer.“I thought you’d like this after your journey” she said, putting the Fanta on the coffee table in front of me. She sat on the sofa next to me and said “Now, tell me what’s been happening in your life”.We talked for an hour or so but I found it increasingly difficult to concentrate on the conversation. She had drawn her legs up under her and the dress had slid up revealing an expanse of smooth, tanned thigh. As she leaned back her dress pulled across.