Of course she does.

"We should go to my place." The words echoed in Sophie's mind, repeating over and over again as she stood there, looking up at him in a pleased daze, feeling his arms still around her, holding her tight, holding her close.

"Yes, we should," Sophie agrees slightly breathlessly, her heart racing in her chest, beating loudly in her ears as she wondered if this was really happening, if after all the years of dreaming of this, of fantasizing about being with Connor, could it really be happening? She staggered slightly as Connor released her, feeling suddenly unsteady on her feet as she smiled up at him, feeling bashful as she noticed several people glancing at them as they passed on the crowded sidewalk.

Can it be? Is this really happening?, she pondered as the central locking kicked in and she slid into the car, not caring how much her dress slid up now. Such a lovely day, she beamed inwardly with happiness, her stomach fluttering in anticipation as she let the sunroof of her Mini wind back, positioned her sunglasses and prepared to drive off.

She glanced over at Connor as he climbed into the car, a smile like the Cheshire Cat on her face as she noted his eyes on her exposed thighs. She let her legs drift apart slightly as she gave his thigh a playful squeeze, asking him unnecessarily, "Where to?"

"Anywhere you'll take me," Connor replied with a flirtatious smile, a smile that caused his sister to flush an even brighter red, her hand lingering on his thigh as she maneuvered the car out into traffic. He smiled at her, watching Sophie carefully as she drove, her hand returning to his leg whenever it could, whenever it wasn't needed on the wheel, her small fingers gently massaging his thigh through his pants. He let his eyes run over his sister's slender petite frame, admiring her small form, the bare expanse of her thighs as she drove, leaning over slightly to peer down the top of her dress. She's not wearing a bra, he assured himself, his gaze glancing across the smooth curves of her small breasts, catching just a hint of the pink tips as she drove through the crowded London streets.

"You can park here," he instructed her, motioning towards a car park a few blocks from his building. It was further away than he'd normally park but he was impatient, he didn't want to wait anymore, couldn't wait any longer to feel her in his arms again, to taste her lips. He barely waited until she'd maneuvered the Mini into a space, the parking brake just applied when he reached for her, grabbing her, pulling her needfully to him once more.

Sophie let out a soft gasp of surprise as her brother grabbed her, his arms encircling her broad swimmer's shoulders, pulling her to him as his mouth covered her's once more. This time there was no hesitation, no shocked inaction, as his lips met hers, Sophie kissing him eagerly, passionately. As her tongue darted and teased his, she let her hands roam over his shoulders, his chest, his stomach, her fingers drifting down with lustful intent.

Connor moaned into her mouth as her hand found the hardness in his pants, her fingers stroking him through his trousers as their tongues slid and twisted around each other.

Sophie couldn't wait, didn't want to wait. She'd waited too long, too many years. She pulled her mouth off his, looking into her brother's face as her fingers moved to his zipper, working it down, her small hand slipping inside to feel the hot hard flesh of her cock. "Connor," she whispered in the silence of the car, her hand moving back and forth in his pants, feeling his length, learning the feel, the shape, of his erection.

"Sophie," he murmured, a low moan escaping him as her fingers moved over the sensitive underside of his cock, his hips rocking up against her stroking hand. "Please," he begged her, looking deep into her eyes, smiling at her as his hand gently cupped the back of her neck, guiding her head down towards his lap.

Sophie smiled at the need in her brother's voice, letting him push her head lower, her face in his lap as her hand continued to move up and down his length. She shifted in her seat, looking up at him, holding his gaze as she pulled his shaft out of his pants, freeing his erection. She smiled at the pure lust she saw in his face, the need in his eyes sending a thrill of excitement through her before she turned her attention to his naked cock. She studied the naked hard shaft in front of her face, her eyes slowly tracing over every inch, every curve as she studied it. It was a nice cock, Sophie thought to herself with a pleased smile, a very nice cock. It was long and smooth, hairless as her hand moved up and down it's length. Her small hand couldn't quite close around the shaft, his girth sending a curious tremor through her sex as she wondered how he'd feel in her. The head was wet, glistening with his arousal, and Sophie leaned forward, kissing the swollen tip, tasting him. He was sweeter than her husband, she smiled, her lips wrapping around the swollen mushroom shaped end, sucking on it intently.

"Sophie," Connor moaned, his hand curling into her shoulder length brown hair, his fingers gripping her hair, urging her down on him. His eyes fluttered shut as his head lolled back against the car seat as she took more of him in her mouth, her lips tight around his shaft, her breath hot and wet against the sensitive flesh of his cock.

She couldn't fit all of him into her mouth, taking as much as she could, her hand stroking what she couldn't fit, her fingers moving in time with her head she started slowly bobbing up and down on him. He's bigger than my husband, she noted, and much harder. Her tongue teased around the tip, licking up the sweet salty liquid, relishing the taste of him.

Connor pushed her head down, his movements becoming harder, more forceful as her mouth sent tendrils of pleasure through him, the pressure of his climax building in the pit of his stomach.

Sophie winced as he pushed her head down, his fingers pulling her hair, sending the delightfully mixed messages of pain and pleasure through her body as she sucked harder, being rough with him, feeling him wince in pain but knowing that there was no going back now.

"I'm going to... I'm going to cum, Sophie," Connor gasped, his hands guiding his sister's head up and down the length of his shaft, moving her hard sucking mouth over his cock as his hips rocked up off the car seat. He knew he was close, that he was about to finish, and Connor wondered where he should shoot his seed. In his sister's sucking mouth... or on her flushed face?