Fucking my wife might be okay for her, but how much she would appreciate the idea of fucking her own younger brother; only God knew the answer. Though..., after seeing her with my wife, I had no qualms about incest, and was ready to fuck her given an opportunity.I fought with my temptation, finally deciding to leave the ladies alone. I pulled my pants and somehow tucked my raging hard on into it. I came out of my house noiselessly, locked the front door and stood in the darkness. I could now. She gave it a token slurp and crawled onto the bed again. I noted that the tiny strap of the thong had disappeared.She was under the sheet with me and we kissed a while. She was lying on her belly at first and she whispered to me between kisses. "Did you like fucking my tight ass, Tony?" Oh, baby... you don't know how much!" I sighed."Well, fair is fair, don't you think?" Sure," I said. Then I frowned and asked, "Wait, what do you mean?" I mean," she said, rising up to her knees, "that it's my. Exposing my brand new French cut black lace panties. Roger is delighted and reaches in and pulls the front of the panties down and discovers my heart shaped bush. He leans in and kisses it softly, running his tongue thru the hairs, as far down as my pubic bone. My knees go weak and I find it hard to stand but I do. I never thought it would feel this erotic.I mean, here I am, fully dressed as a French maid, a horny mans image, of how she looks, long hair, low cut top, short skirt, sexy undies,. “Ohhhhh…” she moaned, closing her eyes as tingles of electricity shot up her body. She needed her naked sex to be touched, licked – anything! She began to writhe her crotch up against his face as Ryan ate her out over her thin panties. Her entire body was tense, and her legs opened even wider for him. She couldn’t take it anymore! He pulled his mouth away from her crotch as he watched her reach down with her small hand. It slowly crept down between her sexy thighs, and he watched as her fingers.