"Fuck, Pammy, you're incredible," he moaned. "I love to do this," I gasped. "I want you to fuck my throat, but I can't get at the right angle here." I stood, and we tongue-kissed, running our hands over each other's bodies.

We dried off and headed for my bed. I lay back, spreading my legs wide in eager welcome of my big brother. I was ready for anything. I was horny and hot and wet and eager. All thoughts of what we should or should not do were shoved aside. I wasn't even trying to rationalize. My brother's hot body was available and I was going to take advantage. I...