Kitchen Conversation
Krista walked to the kitchen table and sat with her brother. Chris's eyes followed her naked tits as she sat down. She was wearing a pair of bikini bottoms so small that her pussy was trying to eat them, but no top. Her hair was tied in a loose pony tail on top of her head."I remember all of that. She was so loud when she was getting fucked." Krista lit a cigarette."Yeah," Chris sipped a glass of juice. "It gave me plenty to jack off to. I loved listening to her.""Well, you had a great location...