Just let me show you.” He leaned in again to kiss her, on the lips this time. He needed to take a couple of days to pick his moment. He started sucking on her earlobe. And Ben was definitely appreciative. “Good.” He applied a little pressure to her throat and she felt a thrill of anticipation. The door to Jane’s bedroom was wide open. “What are you doing?” Jane demanded. “Tell me you want me to call you a bitch!”
“Call me–a bitch!”
“Good! I’m letting my brother touch my pussy.”
He added another finger, spreading her lips wider, but not penetrating her cunt. She was soaking wet from his dominating attitude. She’d been paying her own bills for six years, moving out of the house as soon as she graduated high school and working as a barista to get through the MRI technician program at a technical college cross-state. He was simply a twenty-two year old new graduate who needed an affordable place to stay. It wasn’t something she’d planned on happening; she’d never fantasized about him before although