Within minutes they both experienced simultaneous orgasms. He rolled off, and they laid there covered in a thin sheen of sweat; both panting like thirsty dogs. “Oh my, God. That was every bit as good as last night,” he said as he gasped for his next breath. She could only shake her head, yes. They laid there quietly for several minutes, then Becky climbed on her brother's chest and gave two quick pecks on his lips. She stared into his eyes and started to say something but stopped. Logan felt she was troubled about something.” “What,” he said? “Nothing,” she answered. “Damn it, Becky, if you have something you wanted to say, I want to hear it,” he snapped. She pondered a moment then asked, “Why did you wait so long before you gave in to me? You knew damn well I wanted you to fuck me and I have known for a long time that you wanted to fuck me! In Nashville, I did just about everything but begged you to fuck me, and you acted as though I had the plague or something." Logan thought for a moment then said, “I just Brunette couldn’t. I wanted to, but I just couldn’t.” "What do you mean, you just couldn't," she shouted! "It would have been a perfect time if you had really wanted anal me. We had both just showered. We were each dressed for bed. I had no panties on under my gown, and you wore only boxers. We were sharing the same bed in a private room no less. So, tell me why you just couldn’t.” “I promised Dad I wouldn’t,” he blurted! Becky rose up on her elbows and stared into his eyes. "What do you mean, you promised, Dad," she asked. "I want to hear the full story or so help me, God, you will never touch me again; and shaved I do mean, never again!" Logan could tell by the unsmiling expression on his sister’s face that she meant every word. He had to level with her or forfeit all future access to her sexual favors. “I promised Dad; I would not try to fuck you until he had a chance to fuck you first. Becky was shocked. It took several minutes for her to recover from the shock and to gather blowjob her thoughts. At first, she had a blank stare, but it slowly transformed into a devious grin. “I should have known he wanted to fuck me,” she laughed. “I’ve noticed him glancing at my tits and ass most every morning since my tits began to creampie show through my nightshirt. "But they're so, uh GROSS, you know? I told her that in my unit we got rid of losers blowjob like that. “How are you feeling?” Her sweet voice asks. I then freed her wrists, but since she didn't seem to have the strength, I removed her gag and the bandana over her eyes for her. "I don't think so. You are one of the only humans I have ever seen resist the love magic. She leans her weight against me. She raises her hips off of me and controls her body sliding down and rising up. It takes a moment for Eddie’s words to register and me to realize that I am in more Brunette jeopardy than I realized. Thank God! She yanked her tanktop off over her head and tossed it aside. Three large dogs of the same breed and shaved markings that Bruce had ran into the living room. But you need creampie to start thinking about college anal and what you're going to do with your life." You really do like showing off for me?”