I woke with my cheek in the crook of his shoulder, my breasts pressed against his warm chest.
I woke with my cheek in the crook of his shoulder, my breasts pressed against his warm chest. I watched as his eyes fluttered open.“Good morning,” I said.“Good morning,” my brother replied. “So…” he asked after a moment, “did you plan on us doing… that… when we went on this hike?”“No,” I admitted sheepishly, “but it was cold, and you were so soft and warm, and…” I blushed a little, “I guess… it had been awhile for me.”“So no regrets?” he asked.“Not from me. You were really good.” My hand toyed with the fur on his chest. “How about you?”“I’m OK with it if you are,” he smiled. His hand caressed my bare back. “It can be our little secret.”“Sure,” I agreed. My hand slid downward. He was already hard.“Are we in a hurry to be anywhere?” I asked, giving it a squeeze.“Not at all,” my brother grinned. -- source link
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