It seemed that i****t was hereditary, at least in our family. As I remembered the feel of my brother's hands on my skin I watched Martin open Tina's b...louse and slip a hand into her bra; wishing that Brian were here I tore my eyes from the mirror and finished changing. In the kitchen mirror I looked at myself, my nipples showed dark against the material and I could clearly see the shape of my breasts. Further down I could see my pussy almost as well as if I had been naked, it made me feel so. They’d love the chance to sing at My Winning Hand. We worked out a price for a Friday and Saturday night booking.The band showed up an hour before we opened to get set up but I’d said they wouldn’t start till rush hour was over. I wanted the crowd to be ready to hear them and the only thing interesting folk in rush hour is drinking. That and finding someone to hang onto so they’d be sure of getting fucked at the end of the night.Sometimes they couldn’t even wait that long. Walking into the. I knew she was about to come and I stopped again. I started all over kissing her stomach and back to her cunt and sending my tongue deep into her again. Becky was saying “Please let me cum! I want to cum on you!”, but I held off a few more times. It has been so long since I have had my tongue in her sweet cunt and I wanted to make her explode when the time comes.When I sent my tongue deep inside of Becky, her legs tightened around my neck and her hips were lifting off of the bed to make. Neither of us said a word as she undid her skirt and unceremoniously dropped it to the floor, before slowly undoing the laces of her shoes, removing her socks, and - finally - sliding her panties down and exposing that beautifully trimmed bush of hers.I reached out and pulled her towards me, sliding my exposed cock into her wet slit, fucking my sister harder than I’d ever fucked anyone, almost immediately cumming inside her, filling my naked sister with my spunk... No.I blinked twice. In front.