I was getting more and more turned on as we made out, and when I’m turned on, I tend to…thrust, slightly, I guess. XNXX * * *
Before he left my room that night, I insisted on going down on Craig once more. That was wrong. Admittedly, our sibling connection was probably part of why we were able to read each other’s bodies so well—I swear, Craig knew exactly how to turn me on. Fuck…I’m getting turned on just thinking about it. As things got a bit more heated, we both got quiet, and soon we were just laying there, looking into each other’s eyes. Letting go of his dick (reluctantly) I put both my hands on his face and started making out with him again. Fuck fuck fuck! A few times we got naked together—Craig’s got a surprisingly good body, and I fucking love how it feels when he runs his hands all over mine.
