She sighs quietly as the hot water runs down her body. She extends her fingers and lets the water drip off her nails onto her feet. She begins rubbing the water into her skin, washing the surface dirt off. She starts with her arms before moving to her neck and shoulders.
After soaking her hair, she lets the water wash over her face. The hot water trickles down her thighs, causing her to shudder a bit. She washes the night's sweat off her legs before moving her hands up to her thick bush. She leans her head from under the shower head and lets the water soak her midsection.
A small amount of dry semen quickly melts away as the water washes down over her lips. She uses her left hand to wash out any remaining globs of semen that her pussy didn't absorb the night before. A few drops of goo wash into the drain as she continues giving herself a deep clean.
As she continues checking for any remaining goo, she rethinks the creampie option. Every time her brother's cum coats the inside of her cervix, she feels like she's being engulfed by fluffy white, vibrating clouds of hot cum. But every morning, she has to spend extra time in the shower cleaning out the aftermath. This dilemma crosses her mind every day, and every day she decides her brother's cum is just too deliciously gooey.
With the last drops of cum flowing down the drain, she squirts some of his body soap into the palms of her hands. She lathers the soap into her skin, using her fingertips to really clean any hard to wash areas. She likes lathering the soap into her skin; it reminds her of every time Aruri blows a one man bukkake.
While letting the water wash the soap off, she finds some dry spots of cum in her hair. The steamy shower has melted the semen back into its original, slimy state. She quickly washes it out before washing off the rest of the soap.
She cuts the water off and opens the shower door to reach for a towel. She can see her brother still lying in bed with the covers barely covering his naked body. She remembers another of his fantasies and decides to get one in before the day starts. She lightly pats the water off her body and out of her hair. She tightly wraps the towel around herself and tosses her hair until it's sexy, messy.
She walks over to the bed just as he rolls onto his side. He takes a deep breath and pushes the covers off his feet more. She crawls onto his side and rolls him onto his back. She brushes her wet hair out of his face while sliding the covers down off his hips.
His massive member appears to be wide awake, but she knows her brother's dick well enough to know it's a lot bigger when awake. She starts playing with his tip with her fingertips until his dick throbs at her. Once his member is paying attention, she slides her hand up and down the shaft. She places her left hand on his thigh for balance as she lowers her mouth onto his length.
Her hot mouth slides up and down his shaft with her hand until his dick is slick and shiny. His head rolls around, and he moans and groans in his sleep. He slowly wakes up to the sight of her head bobbing up and down on his shaft. He places his hand on the back of her head, and she looks up at him. She sucks hard all the way up until she's sucking his tip like a straw.
She pulls her lips off of him before licking the slime around on her lips.
"What are you doing?" he asks.
"This is one of your favorite dreams isn't it?"
"My dream is to have a roommate's wife doing this."
She licks up his shaft while pumping him for precum.
"Ah come on, I would think, having your sister doing this has got to be hotter."
Once his precum starts flowing, she continues her oral stimulation. He starts to reply, but she's a professional at pleasing his dick just the way he likes. His hips involuntarily jolt every now and then, and his eyes roll into the back of his head. He grips the sheets and holds on for dear life as she takes him to the throat.
She has no trouble gargling his dick in her throat for over a minute before needing to breathe. As she lifts her head, she shows off all the shiny strings of saliva and precum that collected during her deep throating. She strokes and licks the strands into his shaft while smiling and moaning up at him.
He reaches down and pulls her up to him by her neck. He massages her throat with both hands while kissing and licking her tongue. She positions herself on top of his lap while moaning in his mouth from the kissing and massaging. He moves his hips around and positions his dick between her wet lips.
She sighs as he kisses his way down to her neck while sliding his hands down to her waist. He lifts her up a bit so that his pulsating head can move against her twitching opening. They both moan and sigh as she slides down onto his member. Her tight walls stretch in every direction as his girth works its way into her depths.
She runs her hands through his hair and kisses him harder. He massages her waist and pulls her against him as he begins grinding his hips into hers. They struggle to continue kissing as they grind harder into one another. She wraps one arm around his neck and places her other hand on his abs. He moves one hand to her lower back and uses his other to pull her knee up.
As his dick pushes against her depths, she arches her back and screams into his mouth. Their kissing intensifies with their moans. His moans turn to grunts, and her moans turn to screams as she quivers on top of him. He bites at her throat as she leans up and gasps for air.
She leans all the way up and sits in his lap as her eyes glaze over. Her shaking hands hover over his chest as she gets lost in wave after wave of orgasmic surges. He continues rocking her into his grinds until she's grunting and digging her nails into his skin. Her pussy clenches with every deep breath as she starts coming down from her high.
She pushes her hair out of her face while smiling down at him staring up at her. She starts to say something, but he quickly leans up and presses his body against hers.
"Fucking my sister may be slightly better than a roommate's wife," he jokes.
"I think it's a hell of a lot better," she laughs.
He gets in a more comfortable sitting position while kissing her passionately. Her knees slide forward, causing his member to push a little bit deeper. She wraps her hands around his neck and holds onto him while rocking her body against his. As they start getting back into it, her phone rings.
She stops kissing him and lays him back down so she can reach her phone. He lies back and stares at her pussy tightly wrapped around his shaft while rubbing his hands up and down her thighs.
"Hi, Mom," she answers after looking at who's calling. "What? When?" She stops Aruri from rubbing her thighs and gets off of him. "Yeah, why wouldn't we want you to?" She climbs out of bed and hurries over to the dresser. "Okay. Just let put on some clothes. No, I just got out of the shower. Okay. Bye."
She hangs up the phone and starts pulling clothes out of the drawers.
"What the hell?" he asks.
"Mom is about to pull up in the driveway."
"Why?"
"Apparently, she was in the neighborhood."
She puts on a bra and some panties before looking around for a shirt and some shorts. Aruri finds it funny how panicky she's getting and tosses her the small booty shorts she was wearing yesterday. She flashes a sarcastic smile at him while putting them on before taking one of his long sleeves shirts.
She puts his shirt on and checks to make sure it goes well past her shorts. He whistles at her just as their mom pulls into the driveway and honks the horn. Michelle runs downstairs and out the front door to greet her mother.
"Mom!" she yells as soon as her mother opens the car door.
She helps her mother out of the car and hugs her as she closes the door and activates the alarm.
"Hey, Chelle, how are you?"
They both kind of look at the wide open front door for a second, waiting for Aruri to walk through it. After they figure he's staying inside, they look back at each other.
"So just in the neighborhood?" Michelle questions her mother.
"Yeah, I was returning a pair of shoes to Chaussure Mascarade and decided to stop by. How's living with him?" she nods her head towards the house implying Aruri.
"You have no idea."
They both laugh and continue joking before going inside. Michelle closes the front door as her mother walks into the living room. Michelle fixes the oversized shirt so that it still covers the shorts as she sits down on the couch next to her mother.
"So, what've you been up to lately? Let's talk girlfriend."
"Don't talk like that. I can't talk to you when you talk like that."
"Sorry. I'm just curious about what's going on in your life. How are your friends? How's work? Where are you, as an individual, at in life? When am I going to get some grandchildren?"
"And there it is," Michelle sighs.
"What?"
"The real reason you were just in the neighborhood. Nice one, Mom."
