<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><em><strong>Name:</strong> Reese Spalding <strong>Location:</strong> Home <strong>Tags:</strong> Soaking wet sis</em></span></span><br/><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/72/b8/d1/72b8d15e083e3b072de0066151588a2e.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Fuck...</strong><br/><br/>The steady trickle of the shower sounds more like hailstones. Battering against the tiles in the strange, hollow vacuum of an empty house. An exquisite building deserving of envy even in a pretty neighborhood. People sailing past it in cars, or children cackling away on their bikes, hell even the grumpy old mailman will associate a prim and proper lifestyle to the inhabitants. Not one where the older sister begs her little brother to take her in the shower.<br/><br/>Sparks erupt when Chanel's lips melt with the spray that drenches me. However hot the water was, her delicious tease proves the more soothing. It had been that way for ages. I might be caught up in my own mind, lost to all else, except a little squeeze as she held my hand or a soft kiss to my cheek would bring me right back. We have been the most intimate of siblings, perhaps being twins really did make that bond to be stronger. And when our relationship grew to include sex, it had almost been... natural.<br/><br/>It<em>was</em>prim and proper.<br/><br/>"<strong>But what if mommy found us out...</strong>," the concern I am able to summon in my voice does not carry to my eyes. Their steel gray betrays a long burning desire to be caught. To have our secret out and for it to excite mother so much that she joins in. After all, if we are so comfortable with incest, there must be some predisposition.<br/><br/>I unveil my cock, the feel of my hot, turgid flesh against your taut tummy adding to our euphoria. I push in, as I might if I were fucking you, run my hips up and down, gasping from the glorious friction. My hands fly down to your luscious derriere, clasping with a ferocious pride and instilling my mark on them. The desire that wells in me is quite corrupting. It reinforces that I am with my twin sister, that I have my throbbing hard cock pinned to her beautiful, forbidden body and that the bathroom door remains blissfully unlocked. I invite every possible source of stimulation to attack me and that means I have to lift you up into my arms, locking your ankles around my waist and grinding that insatiable length right up against your pink gash.<br/><br/>"<strong>Mmm...Fuck</strong>"<br/><br/>