...ussy was still almost as tight as it had been the day theyâ€™d gone out to the treehouse to keep from alarming their mother, started screaming at each other and finished by tearing at each otherâ€™s clothes and going at it like animals - as he rode out hers. Feeling her come on his dick always drove him wild, but they were already running out of time, and they couldnâ€™t wait for him to recover and get hard again.
Lisa slumped forward against the wall, and Bart stepped forward into the downpour. Seizing the chance to finally wash off the grime and sweat from a long day on the site, Bart quickly lathered up his chest and arms.
Catching her breath from her orgasm, Lisa leaned against the shower wall and watched her brother appreciatively.
While he wasnâ€™t much taller than her, his job had given Bart toned slabs of muscle, bulking out his shoulders, chest and arms. A trail of suds inched down Bartâ€™s four-pack abs, and Lisaâ€™s eyes followed the trail down to his erection. If he ever got laid off from the construction site, Lisa was sure he could write his own ticket as a porn star.
His dick was not just thick, but long, and theyâ€™d been fucking for weeks before Lisaâ€™s pussy became used to his size enough that she didnâ€™t feel bruised afterward. Bart not only stayed hard through her climax but he could get hard again soon after his own. On the one or two occasions theyâ€™d had the house to themselves, Bart had literally fucked her all night. To pu...