Talk about her boyfriend

“Wait, how did you know it was about Logan?” Nicole asked me the second Aaron walked out.

"Sis, I know you. You think I didn't read your face the second you walked in?" I replied, chuckling.

"I was that obvious, huh?" Nicole's cheeks blushed as she spoke, from both amazement and embarrassment.

"Not that obvious, but like I said, I know you. So, what about him? Did he finally contact you?” I asked her, attempting to understand the situation.

“No, he's still ignoring my calls and texts. It’s been a month since he started doing that.” She explained.

“I see no problem with that.” I said to her.

“I know. That’s not the point. I only said that because you asked if he called.” Nicole explained.

“Technically, I asked if he contacted you, not called you. He could text you, approach you, or whatever.” I said jokingly, trying to justify my mistake of asking a stupid question.

“Matilda!” Nicole playfully barked, but then she paused and said, “I’m worried about him.”

Suddenly Nicole’s expression shifted from playful to concerned. I knew she was getting serious. I gave her a sisterly hug, trying to offer comfort and reassurance for whatever was troubling her. We went silent for a short time as we embraced heart-to-heart, and only the faded moan of Mom in the kitchen and the occasional sound of slaps can be heard in the air. It looked like Aaron did find Mom in the kitchen.

“Summer told me only an hour ago that she saw him in the hospital. I’m not sure if I’m just being paranoid or whatever, but is he gonna be okay?” Nicole voiced her worries about her boyfriend.

When she mentioned hospital, she expected me to feel worried as she was, but to her surprise, I was actually relieved. Because of her anxiety, she had forgotten one important thing about Logan—he’s a son of Dr. Avery. Of course, he’ll be visiting hospitals from time to time, maybe to **** his mother in front of everyone or because he found some nurse he could plant his baby with.

“Why are you smiling? Haven’t you heard me?” Nicole was confused by my reaction.

“I heard you loud and clear, dear sister. But have you forgotten who helped Mom deliver us? Who pulled us from her cunt during her labors? And when Logan introduced you to her parents, who was there slurping the piss on the floor?” I gave her hints to realize.

“Oh, shit. I totally forgot.” Nicole chuckled from the combined relief and realization of her overthinking.

“See. You think too much. Maybe Logan was just there to visit his mother, you know, to humiliate and **** her in front of everyone. Or he found some hot nurse and just wants to taste her pussy or put some baby on her womb. Or something in between.” I explained to her.

“You’re right. I feel so stupid right now.” She remarked with a smile.

“You know what? Let’s visit the hospital. Let’s go see Dr. Avery together.” I invited her.

“No need. I trust your gut; maybe he already left the hospital to find another girl to dump his seed at.” Nicole said. “Besides, aren’t you going out with Aaron?”

“But we're not going there for Logan; we're going to visit his mother in her clinic. I need to have my belly checked, and if you want, you can ask her about Logan.” I said to her as I rubbed my rounded belly. "And no, Aaron is meeting someone else today; they'll definitely go on a full-day date. So that means I can be your sister for the entire day."

"Oh, yeah, I remember. I heard him calling someone." Nicole stated. "I wish my belly were that big right now. I feel empty with this flat one."

"I know what you feel, but don't worry; I'm sure yours would grow again. Speaking of empty, I think I owe you some breakfast." I feel bad for Nicole watching her tap her flat belly. But I know it won't be permanent; in a few months, her womb will be conceiving again. Good thing while we wait for that, piss and cum always keep us feeling satisfied, which reminded me I owe her one.

I gently laid Nicole down onto the bed and sat on her face. My cunt was aligned perfectly with her mouth, and for a while, I just sat there moaning uncontrollably as she licked my vulva and clitoris. She continued to lick even when I started releasing the yellow liquid stored in my bladder. She caught most of it in her mouth, but some slid down from her jaw to her neck and onto the bed.

"Feel good now?" I asked her after feeling my bladder has been fully emptied. Nicole nodded, her face still glistening with my urine. I smiled back and leaned down to her to give her one last kiss before we head down and join Mom and Aaron in the kitchen. Dad and the three dicks were probably already there too.