Angie growled slightly as she tried to push away again. "You're fucking mad. Let me go or I swear I will scream. Someone will hear me. I can promise you that." she snapped darkly at her brother.
David finally opened his eyes and looked at Christopher, which was surprising. His eyes were dark and utterly serious, "No, you won't. Christopher, would you mind getting me a towel?" he asked him.
Angie's eyes widened. "David. Please. You are my brother. This is wrong. Don't let your lust over run your good judgment." she said feeling tears come to her eyes. 'Go along with it.' She thought suddenly. 'Maybe he'll get bored.' She released the thought almost immediately. It would only fuel him. "Let me go."
David chuckled, "What? This is your fault in the first place..." he said quietly, and groaned when she moved once again. He looked at Christopher and shook his head, then decided he had enough.
Pushing her down to the floor and to her knees, he forced her to turn around to him, "Suck me off." he growled deeply.
Her eyes grew wide. "Of course.." She muttered. She leaned forward and started to undue his pants. The button went first, followed by the zipper. She couldn't help but notice how large he was. How was it that they were siblings and he became this erect off of her. It truly didn't make any sense. She removed his boxers next and let her mouth move up and down his manhood. Each movement was swift and slow.