Molly closed her eyes and drowned in the sensations. The blonde baby sister rubbed her p***y with abandon. Her brother had started to tremble with each thrust. He was getting close, she could tell. She squeezed her bowels tight and her brother groaned like it was the greatest thing in the universe.
Molly understood, now, what Lexi had said about the sexiness of being in control. Austin was so big and strong, but he was putty in her hands. Well, ass. But still. It made Molly feel powerful, alive. She'd spent her life a scared mouse, but here in the shower she was a goddess of s*x. And her big, strong, older brother was a supplicant to her superiority. All the p***y rubbing in the world couldn't feel as good as that sensation as it washed over her.
"G... getting close, Mol," Austin said. H
