Brent gasped as the thrust entered his body and then felt his eyes roll up as the last thrust followed shortly. He smiled. “Made it” he thought as he gasped for breath. It was always an open question when he swapped with his sister for her “red light weekends” as her husband called their weekend long orgies of sex. It was Sunday night and their last time through.
Brittney had never enjoyed the red light weekends so she’d started swapping Brent into her body to do them for her. After a while Brent had even learned to tolerate it. But like it? Nope.