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her bed. She pulled her knees up to her chest and leaned on them, sniffing at the air, trying to bite back the first sob. It came as he walked out of the room, followed quickly by several more. She sat there in her sexy underwear, sobbing loudly, scrubbing at her face until her cheeks were raw. Josh returned a few minutes later, and stared at her in dumb silence.  
    “I got it,” he said. “I’m sorry.”  
    She sniffed, but said nothing, looking away from him.  
    “Cindy, look, I-”  
    She watched his feet as he walked over to her. He sat down next to her and put his arm around her shoulders, and she fell into his side, sobbing. He touched her chin. Her heart fluttered as he lifted her face up, leaned in, and kissed her. An electric jolt ran through her body and she pressed herself to him. His arm slid from her shoulders down around her waist and his other found her, pulling her away from the bed. Cindy grabbed him around the neck and wrestled him to the floor, enjoying the look of disbelief as she swung her leg over him and sat on him. Resting her hands on his hips, she ground on him. She could feel the hard, hot shaft of his dick under the thin layer of fabric separating them. Her motion pushed him up against his belly, and she pressed herself against the underside of his shaft, rubbing up and down, feeling him grow with every motion. His hands shot to her hips.  
    “Come here.”  
    She got up on all fours and sidled up his body, almost touching his bare skin, but not quite.
    “Turn around.”  
    She bit her lip and did as he said, turning until she faced away from him. She fell down on all fours, so that her pussy was hovering only a few inches away from his face. He ran his hands up her thighs, and then slapped her ass hard, making her gasp. He snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her down until she was lying on top of him, pulled the thin strip of of her thong aside, and she felt cool air on her lower lips. A thrill went up her spine, making her shiver. Her brother was staring at her pussy.  
    He didn’t warn her, he just lapped his tongue along her outer lips. She bit her lip and whimpered, never knowing how good it would feel. He took hold of her with both arms now and held her tight. She wriggled as he started to tongue her sex, gently at first, then rougher and rougher, his tongue almost sliding inside, probing forward in search of her clit. Holding her tight around the waist, he flexed a little, pulling her even closer. Her head fell on his leg, and a wicked notion came to her. She pushed his shorts down, sliding them along his legs, until his cock bobbed free. He was even bigger than she’d always imagined, thick and veiny, the big head hard and purple. She put her hand around his shaft and his shiver of excitement made her smile hungrily.  
    She put her mouth at the base of his shaft, licking along the side, twitching every time he touched her lower lips. She pulled him back so she could work her tongue where his shaft met his balls, lifting them gently in one hand. They were big and heavy and hot, and every second they were getting harder, pulsing in tune with his heartbeat. She lifted up, facing the moment of truth, and opened her mouth to admit him. She had to open wide to get the head in, sliding her tongue over it. Josh gasped and his head banged against the floor. Slowly, she worked him in further, until he was halfway in and she could take no more. She sucked hard, hollowing her cheeks, and used the spit dribbling down his shaft as lube, sliding her hand up and down as she bobbed her head, in opposition to her mouth.  
    “Oh yeah,” Josh gasped, “Well what about this?”  
    She felt something press against her sex and stopped, gasping. His finger pierced her, sliding in, and then he turned his hand. He popped him out of her mouth with a gasp and moaned, squeezing him hard. She was afraid she’d bite him if she took him in her mouth again, so she used both hands, pumping