Sabrina sucked air through her teeth when Sam bit her, pausing her insistent moaning as his fingers pressed along the wet slit of her sex and then pushing inward, inserting a finger into her tight canal.  She chuckled at his comment in regards to their dad's cooking.  She wasn't hungry for food at the moment, she was hungry for Sam.  Her hand trailed down his chest and stomach, his smooth skin was perfect, she found her twin perfect, sexier than any guy she'd ever met.  She didn't think she'd ever get enough of him.<br/><br/>As babies, they slept in the same crib.  As small children, their parents had bought them separate beds but found, one of the beds remained unused.  As adolescents, when asked if Sabrina wanted to share a room with one of her sisters instead, she vehemently protested.  It was as adolescents that they started to explore each others bodies.  They didn't think it was a surprise to their parents when they asked for a queen size bed instead of the two smaller ones they had prior.  Sabrina, as girls do, entered puberty first and it was Sam's excitement over her growing breasts and more feminine shape that made her happy she was becoming a woman.  He quickly caught up to her and shot up taller with a lean physique. About a year back, they took their play further.<br/><br/>Sliding her fingers over the smooth head of his cock, she traced the ridges of his hard phallus.  Wrapping her hand around his girth, she stroked him before tugging him towards her. "Sam.." her voice was breathy, his fingers stroking the inside of her along with his attentions on her neck making her breathless.  She didn't think it would be long before someone came to see why they weren't coming down to breakfast and starting the preparations for their trip.  She stopped stroking him and shucked her thong quickly, lifting up herself up to pull off her nightie, she wanted to feel his hard chest against her soft breasts.  "Sam..." she said again, his name a question that hung in the air.