Bonnie slid a sausage link into her mouth.
"Kyle the fag loved to have me suck his c**k. Now I know why he had his eyes closed. He wouldn't do the same for me, though, he wouldn't please me."
My turn. I leaned over the table and looked deep into my sister's eyes.
"Eat your p***y. Kyle the fag wouldn't put his face where you pee and let you c*m all over his face."
I think I went too far. Bonnie sat there, her mouth gaping open. Seconds seemed like hours until she grinned. Her n*****s wanted to poke through the fabric.
"Holy f*****g s**t, brother. What happened to the quiet, shy guy I grew up with? Oh man, you got me going with that one."
A knock on the door stopped our sexy reminiscence. We both jumped up, me not thinking about the erection bulging the front of my shorts. Bonnie smile
