I nuzzled her, pressing my nose to the cup of her fragrance and she lowered her belly to cover my mouth. He bit her tongue and lips, licked at the blood like an animal. He stood inside the doorway of his bedroom several minutes, biting and kissing her mouth eagerly. And fourth. There was my beautiful baby sister, smooth and tan and naked, and one of the best-looking young men I have ever seen. Thoughtlessly, her mouth opened, a simple surrender, and she felt the hot pillar of his most private flesh pass between her lips and stroke slowly against her tongue, moving into her accepting mouth, filling her there as well. You could never tell whether they had pants on or not because the cotton kept their secret. And then, she felt something brush her lips. Already defeated. A few tendrils brushed against her neck as she tied the halter style top.