We both said it was fantastic sex that night, in part because it was wrong. Porn sex I wore my black one piece, the only one I had that held in my milk bloated tits while holding in what was left of my baby pooch tummy. It was during this conversation that he told me he was having troubles in his marriage. He reached up and cupped my breast as he continued to kiss me. I was trying, only half successfully, to keep my moans quiet. We both also admitted that we sometimes wished it could happen again. This surprised me; his wife is beautiful, 5’6 platinum blond, blue eyes, firm 34B chest and all of an athletic 130 lbs with a sweet personality to boot. The fact we were both married on top of it being incest would be a good reason, but we were both in the mind to ignore that. I sat on the side of the tub and spread my legs. My brother moved between my legs, and with my swimsuit still pushed to the side I guided him into my waiting pussy. He brought his drink to the tub with him and we soaked, talked, and laughed.
