“And you’re okay with that?”
“I don’t know,” he said, unsure about it. “I guess if she lets me do it with her, I would be.”
“She’s probably eating pussy right now,” Robin teased.
He struggled with whether that would be a good or bad thing. “Would you ever let a girl do that do you?”
“Do I have to do it back to her?” she asked. He shook his head. Robin thought about it for a moment. “I’d probably let her do it to me if she really wanted to do it. They say girls do it better, anyway.”
“I’ve heard that, too,” he said, realizing the tape had ended, rewound, and ejected while they were eating and talking. He pushed it back so it would restart. “Suzanne says I’m really good at it.”
“How good?”
He shrugged. “That’s how she usually gets off.”
“Me too.”
“She gets off a lot when we do it. She gets off when we fuck and when I go down on her.”
“But she has to help when you fuck.”
“Yeah,” he agreed, feeling like a bit of a failure because of that. “But it’s still hot. I still get to be inside of her when it happens.”
“I don’t think I could ever do that. I don’t think I could ever let someone watch me doing that.”
“When we’re fucking, I don’t really get to watch.”
“But you want to, don’t you?”
“Yeah,” he admitted, pulling on his hard cock. “You like watching me.”
“That’s because you’re my horn-dog brother and it doesn’t count.”
“Would you like to watch your boyfriend do it, too?”
“I don’t have a boyfriend.”
“I know, but when you get a new one,” he said, still pulling on his cock and making himself even harder. “Will you want to watch him doing this?”
“Are you going to let Suzanne watch you do it?”
“Maybe,” he said, finding that idea very sexy. “If she wants to see it.”
“She probably wants to see me do it,” Robin joked.
“I want to see you do it.”
“Keep dreaming,” she said, even as one of her hands slipped between her legs. “You want to taste me again?” She held out two glistening fingers.
“Sure,” he said, moving closer, gently grabbing her wrist, and pulling her hand to his mouth.
“You’re tasting your sister’s pussy.”
“So? Pussy is pussy.”
“Cut it out,” she said, pulling back her hand.
“Cut it out or what?” he asked. It felt funny because she was the one who had offered her fingers to him.
“Or I’ll make you do it for real.”
“Say that again after I get really excited,” he joked.
She gazed directly at his hard cock. “You’re looking pretty excited right now.”
“I’m not as hard as before. Not yet.”
“I want to see you leaking again.”
“Yeah, me, too,” he said, caressing his hard cock and trying to work himself closer to orgasm so he could leak more pre-cum. “That feels good when I’m that excited.”
Her hand moved between her legs again for a moment. “I want to taste it,” she said before catching what she was doing as if her hand had betrayed her. “Fuck, I’m so horny.”
“Do you want me to leave you alone so you can get off?”
Robin blinked hard as she started up at him. “You would do that?”
“Sure, why not?” he asked with a shrug. It didn’t seem fair that he was the only one getting off.
“Can I watch the video, too?” she asked. He nodded. “And where are you going to be?”
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