Shaking his head in disgust and annoyance, the clerk came over, “Can I help you sir?" he asked, trying to stop Lars from destroying the display that took him two hours to build."I wan one dese. Small, tiny small," Lars slurred."Of course sir," The clerk smiled at the drunken fool, “This one should fit the lady you're with perfectly," he told Lars, remembering the hissy fit she’d thrown in the lobby as he was starting his shift.Lars paid for the bikini took the box, without a bag, and headed back to his room. When he got there he saw a housekeeper leaving with the dinner dishes and trash. In his drunken state, he thought, 'don wanna messy up a clice nean room.' He took the bikini out of the box and dropped the package onto the floor. Holding the swimsuit in his hand, he struggled with inserting his card key, and eventually got the door open.Aggie was lying in bed, reading over a list of rules she’d found on the nightstand when she heard the door open. She thought about feigning sleep. Finally Pamela broke the silence. "Hmm, why I am I not surprised that the best sex of my life would be with my brother?"I smiled and looked Pam in the eyes. "Why would I want a girlfriend, when I have my sister?"She sort of shuddered. "Really?"I nodded completely. "Really!"The light touching and stroking slowed then faded. I was just following my sister's example. I loved looking at Pamela's face as she drifted into slumber. The sight was somehow even sexier than watching her orgasm. She fell asleep beside me because she felt so secure in my arms. Maybe my just having fucked her lights out helped. I was thinking about that when I suddenly slipped from consciousness. I was behind Pam, an arm under her and slung up so I could hold and fondle both her breasts. My free hand wrapped down off her hip, and between her thighs, cupping her cunt.We sort of stirred when we finally stirred. Pam rolled over so that we could quietly kiss, between staring at one another with our deeply satisfied.
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