But what can possibly be wrong with two adults, with full consent, having sex with someone they love? At the same moment, in perfect synchrony, we each leaned toward the other until our lips met in a kiss, a kiss that lasted far longer and was far deeper than those winter evening kisses. XXX My kisses continued their voyage down, down, across her midriff, her belly, down, down until…I felt the soft moss of her vulva, felt her heat, heard her increasing moans. “That’s right,” she whispered, “your sister…your incestuous sister, the one who loves her brother, and loves fucking him.” And with that she turned back and pushed herself back toward me, back into a perfect spooning.




















