It looked like he had been offered something that he really wanted but it was still just outside his reach."But you're wrong about one thing Susan," B...ill continued in the same low, tormented voice. "It isn't about just you and me. You have two great kids and they have to be considered in any decision that you and I make." His voice seemed to crack a little there at the end.It was Bills turn to take a deep breath and hold it before letting it out. Susan noticed that he could hold his breath a. She swallowed instinctively, a small stream of cum dripping down her chin and onto her breasts. She glared through the wall at her unseen lover, annoyed that the lack of warning meant she would need to clean her shirt now.Determined to avoid the situation from happening a second time she deftly slipped out of her clothes, leaving her breasts and pussy exposed in the dark room. Even though she knew no one could see her she felt her face flush in the dark. She couldn't believe where she was and. "No, I don't dislike you, Linda. If you really want to know, I think you're okay. Your my sister, and if you ever get your brain to work, you could actually be a real sweetheart. But there've been times, since you got boobs and a wet pussy, that I wonder if you've lost all those little grey cells that used to be inside your head. For the last couple of years, all you seem to think about is sex, sex, and more sex. Shit, I'm beginning to wonder if one of us wasn't adopted. But in spite of you. I with my other hand went to undo his pants and lowered the zipper. I did all that just by feel; I too kept my eyes fixed on his. I freed his cock from his boxers, and got a good firm grip around his shaft for the first time. Bastard was fat; a fat throbbing cock pulsed in my fist. I wanted to look at it, but resisted. I stroked him and felt the foreskin across the head. He leaked pre-cum, I ran a finger across the tip and smeared it around. I smiled lightly and said, "You've got a fat little.