He told them he was going. ‘I have to get Amy up for work, she’ll want to say goodbye.’ his mom said. ‘I’ll get her up.’ He volunteered, ...noticing slight movement in his jeans. ‘Ok, but she’s hard to wake up!’ his mom replied, turning back to her book. Jeff figured he’d be able to find a way to wake her up. He went upstairs and quietly opened her door. He shut it behind him. The sun trickled in through the curtains and he could see his little sister sleeping with no covers on. Her T-shirt was. I felt his hand clamp down on my bare pussy as he bit down hard on my tit. Mel snapped a pic just as I screamed in pain. Oh, that would be a good one! Especially since I could tell his fingers had disappeared inside the hairy pubes covering my pussy. With my legs spread even wider I could feel his hard-on on the outside of my thigh through his boxers as he still laid next to me on the bed. It seemed more pronounced than before. Yikes…he was turned on! All of a sudden it dawned on me that all. All of it. Tender, gentle lovemaking, his touch sensitive but firm, our mutual caresses binding our souls. And fucking. Wild animal stuff. Frenzied coupling like wanton goats. Quickies almost anywhere, with him worrying whether I managed an orgasm, me frequently hoping I hadn't screamed too loud.I loved it all. He could get me wet without even being there. I'd be sitting at my desk at work, preparing yet another set of damn papers, and I'd remember how he had licked me the night before, his. “You blouse, I want it, take it off, please.” Greg just watched, and then held the shirt loosely in his fingers. “Take you skirt off now, quickly, show me you.” Laura was getting into following her boss’s orders. The skirt was off in seconds and in Greg’s hand. She wore no panties; she gave at the office, now only her bra plus stockings. “Get that damned bra out of the way, do it now.” Laura tried to take advantage back with a tease, Greg upped the ante. “Now bitch, or leave as you are.” Laura.