You can go back to sleep.”
She looked at me bewildered, she was still drunk and confused, she glanced around and found her panties on the bed then felt between her legs for a mess. She was wearing my robe and again commiserating about Justin. Xxx Irene was my sister; I wasn’t interviewing for a date where the truth might turn her off. I put a comforting arm around her shoulders as she began to cry. She huffed softly into my ear, “You’re fucking heavy, get off.”
I answered her with a bit of satire, “I just did.” She slapped my butt then pushed me over to lie beside her. She looked downcast, sad, and half drunk. I pushed up, deep and strong enough to lift her feet off the floor, her entire weight was hanging on my cock, Irene gasped, closed her eyes and moaned.
