Second Breakfast

Fun as it was to tease Dylan, Emily thought she might as well get on with it. Standing up and stretching, she bent over and pulled down her pants and underwear.

Immediately, Dylan looked poleaxed at the culmination of all his erotic fantasies, his sister's bare snatch.

Emily ran a finger up and down her slit and sauntered over to run that finger over Dylan's lips. Then kicked a leg up to rest on the back of a chair.

"Kneel."

And he knelt. She pulled his face into her pussy.

"Lick."

He licked and tasted her honey, though it was closer to fish. He licked and sucked inexpertly, so she had to give him directions. ****, timing, but as he did everything she said instantly, the power turned her on far more than his efforts and soon she bucked and screamed on his face.

"Have a good day at work, bro!"