My Sister Is My Dom Pt.2
It was almost dark by the time we woke up, Fiona still laying on top of me. “I’m hungry,” she said. “Will you fix us something to eat? Then we can watch movies downstairs all night long.” “Sure, Fi, I think there’s stuff to make sandwiches.” “Thanks, Bro. I’m going to cleanup and put PJ’s on.” We climbed out of bed, I went to my room to put a pair of boxers on, and then I went downstairs and fixed fruit and sandwiches for us. When I brought the tray of food out to the living room, Fiona was already there wearing an oversized tee shirt that hung to just below her ass and she was rummaging through the collection of DVD’s. “What do you want to watch, Matt? Action, romance, comedy?” I put the …