I remembered once seeing Sis facing away from me just inside the opened bathroom, bent over drying her legs and catching a view of her dark haired pussy and parted ass cheeks exposing a pink luscious asshole that seemed to be winking right at me. We were both unhurriedly stroking in unison as we lustfully looked into each others eyes. She gyrated up and down as I worked her holes vigorously. I was simultaneously working her precious clit with my hand and licking up and down her ass crack. Her breasts hanging firmly, bouncing up and down as she leisurely stroked her legs of all moisture. I began to slowly slip my finger in and out or her moist asshole, each stroke going deeper and deeper until I was knuckle deep in her ass. Since the most recent time I saw her, walking through the arrival gate at the airport, that long, blonde hair held back by a baseball cap.
