She turned it up and continued verbally attacking Dad. I, on the other hand, was bored and decided to spice up the trip. I sat backward and leaned my head on Paul's shoulder. I sensed him bending his head and smelling my hair. Within seconds, his p***s resumed its ascent.
Knowing Paul was getting horny with me on top, my coochie started leaking. I remembered the times he ogled my breasts and jacked off in my panties... I haven't had s*x in weeks and feeling a stiff c**k ready for action was like aphrodisiac for me. I also recalled how my brother was always ready to help me without asking anything in return. And he didn't have s*x for a long time, IF EVER! I wondered if it was time to be 'nice to him' and fulfil his fantasy...
I texted him, 'Paul, I feel a pleasant pressure against my but
