Fresh from his bath, Asher headed to his room and pushed open the door. On his large bed sat his mother and sister, both draped in nothing but white cotton towels that hugged their breasts and barely covered their soft thighs.
A grin spread across his face as he approached and climbed onto the bed.
"Thanks for waiting…" he muttered, voice low with hunger. He was just about to slide between them when Sharon stopped him with a hand on his chest and a wicked smirk.
"We're doing something different tonight, brother dearest," she giggled, shoving him aside so that their mother could take the middle.
Onalenna gave him a sultry smile that made his cock twitch. "Come here, my babies, both of you… suck my nipples dry like you used to when you were kids."
She let her towel fall away, and her huge, perfect tits spilled free, heavy and soft, the faint scent of lavender drifting off her freshly bathed skin.
