That evening, Susan came from her bath into the living room, where her son and daughter were. She stood in the hall doorway, smiling as she watched them, wrapped in a big towel, long legs showing to her hips.

Toby was sitting at the end of the eight-foot couch, turned to face the other end. Ginger was sprawled on it, her head resting on the padded arm rest, her hair a lovely halo around her sweet face. She wore a dress, but it was open at the top, her small tits displayed in saucy sweetness.

Her right leg was bent at the knee, resting against the back of the couch, the left over the cushions. Her dress was at her waist, and the tight, sparkling white panties showed. The crotch was tight, molding the sugary slit of her succulent cunt for her brother to enjoy.

Toby gazed with pleasure upon his sister's body, his cock out of his jockey shorts. It was very hard, the head smooth and swollen. He had pulled his jockey shorts to one side, freeing his preciously hot balls, too.

Susan smiled with fondness as she watched them, her hairy cunt vibrating with tingling delight. Ginger, although expressing shyness, was obviously excited to be exposing herself so freely now.

"Wanna see a pussy, Toby?" Ginger asked softly, her small fingers toying with her panties.

"Yeah, show me your pussy, Ginger," Toby panted, his cock swaying. "Let me see your cunt."

Susan's legs trembled as her daughter moved a fingertip along the tight crotch of her panties, tracing the outline of her cunt. Susan moved her own hand into the fold of the towel, running her fingers through the softness of her pussy hair, her eyes turning glassy with desire.