He could hear the general din of tourists being up and about outside their cabin. He realized that he was still naked. His body felt well rested and s...omehow horny all over again, as he looked at his mom. She lay sleeping with her back to him, naked as the daylight streaking in through the window and caressing her skin.Ryan could feel his morning wood stretching further into a raging hard-on. He was lying close to his mom and could feel the tip of his cock beginning to brush against her ass. I was starting to get a little freaked out by thesite. I thought with a little make up I could look even more like her. Iwent over to her make-up table and put on a Little make-up. I put on somefoundation and some blush. I also put on some lip stick and some gunk onmy eye lashes. I walked back over to the mirror and there was my sisterlooking back at me. I looked just like her. It was so weird. I was reallypretty, in fact kind of hot. The last thing I needed was a wig. Iremembered my mom had a. He lay down with his face at her feet, and when she started to lick at his toes, he did the same to hers. The tickling sensation was almost too much to bear, but he held fairly still for it, working his tongue up over her ankles and along the shins. His sister tasted of exotic flowers, of fresh young skin and a trembling excitement. She nipped the calf of his leg, her sharp teeth playful in his flesh, and he licked over her kneecaps, sliding ever backward the way she was doing as they worked. She would take a little, then back off. Each time she came down she took more of me into her. I got a few inches into her when I felt a little resistance. Both of us knew that we were about to lose our cherries so she took a deep breath and slammed the rest of my cock into her. Stephanie's eyes flew open, and her mouth opened to a silent scream. Neither one of us moved till she got use to me being in her, and then she started to slowly ride me. Once we got set into a steady rhythm we looked.