"God, I needed that!" she says, turning towards me and pulling me into a tight embrace. I stop her when she starts moving her lips towards mine.

"I taste like pussy," I warn her.

"At least it's mine," she smiles as she moves closer and slides her tongue into my mouth. We kiss passionately and her hand slides between my legs, gently squeezing my semi-erect cock. "Think five is the magic number?" she asks, breaking the kiss.

"I wish, Sis," I answer honestly. "But I really think we should sleep on it. If we still want to in the morning, it will be better if I'm fully recovered. I don't...