And hopefully, he would see no reason to do so anyway even if he could because he discovered he actually liked the little fragrance she gave his stuff. It were moments like these that Jo just wished she could grab her brother, throw him to the ground, or on the bed, and just sit on his face, rubbing her stink all over it; just rubbing her slimy cunt over his mouth and her smelly shitter over his nose. They were clear off his cum stains, so he must have just used them to smell or suck as he wanked himself. ‘If only this was your dick, brother,’ Jo thought, ‘I would lick that filthy arse juice right off of it.’
Jo, with a face contorted by perverse incestuous lust, licked all of her own arse juices off of her mother’s vibrator until it was clean.
