Her strokes sped up even more, she shifted herself, rising to her knees beside him and placed her face closer, fascinated by the effect she was having on her brother, totally entranced by the tremors that began to shake his body. “Tell me when you’re going to cum, Drew, tell me.” The only reply he could manage was a deep, feral grunt followed by a loud groan. So we’re kind of forewarned. I’ve seen dicks before, but never my brother’s, so cut me some slack.” All the while they were talking her hand had slipped down between them, her finger tips began for the first time lightly tracing his rigid cock, tips gliding, then adjusting to feel the smoothness, the small veins, her thump rubbing his glans, feeling his pre-cum for the very first time, spreading it. That scares me, Sam. Sam was suddenly grateful for the towel, the only barrier between their bodies, as she felt him, still hard, pressing against her navel.
