"What do you think about Sarina?" Maris said as she tossed the damp towel on the floor.
Lucan breathed in the intimate aroma of their post love making. He shrugged against his pillow and glanced at her shadowy form. "What do you mean, what do I think about Sarina?"
Maris stretched on her side. Her big tits squeezed together and pressed against him. The comforting heat of her naked body touching his skin always made his smile. Even in the dark.
"What do you think about her? You know, do you think she's pretty or sexy or what?"
Lucan snaked an arm under her. Then crushed her body against his before he patted her ass. "That's a tricky question. She's your sister. Why don't you tell me what I'm supposed to think about her?"
She traced a finger across his chest, circling his nipples. The movement of his hair caused goose bumps to erupt on his arm.
