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Neither of them could think of anything to say. Slowly, he turned and kissed her. It was an innocent kiss at first, but it deepened with desperation and need. Dee stretched and molded the gentle curves of her body against the muscled planes of his. His hands were everywhere, and she followed suit. They clawed at each other, desperate for one last moment in each other's arms.She was sat atop the kitchen counter, with Lucas' face buried between her legs, lapping at the addictive juices his sister produced. Dee moaned and rocked against his mouth, her orgasm coming fast and strong. She clutched at his hair and held him to her body, screaming out his name. Neither heard the front door open."Oh my God!" her mother screamed, dropping her overnight bag and covering her face with her hands.Lucas stood quickly, and Dee landed against him as she fell from the counter. Their hands instinctively covered their nakedness."Oh, Mom! I - I'm so sorry, I didn't...We..." Lucas stammered, feeling sick. I sat back in silence not knowing what to do. I wasn’t comfortable with what was happening but I didn’t know how to stop it without making an awkward situation. After a minute of her rubbing my crotch in silence she unhooked my belt and said “I’m not gonna hurt you. I’m just giving you what you’re missing.” Now I was completely frozen in amazement but I still didn’t know how to stop her. As she unbuttoned my pants and pulled my erect cock out she told me to relax. I sat perfectly still in shock as she started kissing on my shaft and stroking the head of my cock. Even though I didn’t want it to happen I let out a sigh as it felt so good to have someone fondling my cock that hadn’t been touched in weeks. She definitely took notice and said “see. I knew you’d like it.” I didn’t protest as she kissed her way up to the head and slipped her mouth around it. I tried to hold my composure as I was still in shock and in denial of the amount of pleasure she was giving me. She started working.
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