Then she took out the leg irons, and fastened them together under the bench. Again, once the fastening was complete and I relaxed, I was comfortable.S...he simply beamed at me. This stunning girl was paying me more attention than I thought I deserved at this point. She leaned over my face before kissing me long on the lips. I reciprocated wholeheartedly. She then stood up and said, "Okay, here we go."I became a little concerned. "Okay, did you get another condom?" Oh, Sweetie," she said, "I won't. I knew from something I read years before that the average male ejaculation is only about three and a half milliliters of semen, which is about two thirds of a teaspoon, but the amount of cum in those condoms looked to be at least two tablespoons each. That was even more unusual considering that those guys are fifty years old.I was a little embarrassed for myself at having such a strong interest in their cum, but after playing with the ends of those condoms and feeling the weight and volume of. Years went by and we never did talk about it. I thought about it often, and two things began to bother me: we didn’t have actual sex, and that we pretended the whole thing didn’t happen. Especially after that final warm hug, how could we walk around and live our lives and not acknowledge it once, ever? You mean to tell me it was just a one night aberration? I know we’re brother and sister, I get it, to someone reading this they might be thinking, “Gross!”, but you had to be there to understand.. " I sighed as I mounted her and sank back into her tight pussy. " just need to take some of the wetness from here," I mumbled, as she lay back, legs wide open and exposed to my eyes. "and then I can put it in here." I finished as I notched myself against her puckered little arse hole. She clenched her eyes shut, and looked away."Mona," I said sternly, "look at me." Her eyes fluttered open and locked with mine as I slowly but evenly pushed myself into her virgin arse.A loud moan escaped me as.