Frank put his arm around his sister's waist and they began walking back down the corridor towards the terminal parking lot. He grinned. 'Know what?'
She shook her head as his hand moved up on her ribs to the lower edge of her breast, furtively rubbing his thumb on the soft flesh.
'I was just remembering what she was like,' he said.
Suzanne stared pointedly at the lumpy place in his pants where his swollen cock was straining the material. 'Figured that.'
'And I was remembering the way she went about it-and I have a feeling there's a lot more where that came from.'
'Ummm,' Suzanne said. 'Frank?'
'What?'
'I'm hungry.'
He glanced around. 'There's a hot dog stand over by, the-'
She bumped him with her hip. 'The hot dog I want,' she murmured: 'may be at a stand, but you can't buy it there.'
'It's hot enough,' he said and they hurried towards the car lot.
