“It’s a trick dinner, really, Gwen; pretty easy to do and just as easy to impress. Japanese sex I had never once seen or looked at my sister in any sexual way. I’ve known my share of women, of lovers, of sex partners. And I could no more stop myself from returning her kiss with my own than I could stop breathing. “Seriously; sure, we just broke a taboo, one of society’s last real taboos. As her gasps came quickly, as her breathing became ragged, as those beautiful breasts heaved with her breathing, I was amazed at her virginal tightness, as if I was her first man, the first to thrust himself into her wet, hot passage. I don’t think I can go another week without it.”
“No problem there, Gwen; I think we might have a lot more sleepovers. I sensed her breathing quickening and knew she had the exact same feeling, the exact same thought.
