This seemed to excite her, and with wide eyes, she lowered her wet young lips and sucked the head of his cock into her mouth. Her breath came in short gasps punctuated with joyous whimpers and little shrieks. Her eyes never met mine, and they never left the swell of my breasts or the curve of my belly while she prepared me for the bath. The ache had been coming from a muscle in my lower back and she worked it relentlessly with her soothing thumbs until the knot all but disappeared. There was my beautiful baby sister, smooth and tan and naked, and one of the best-looking young men I have ever seen. She was 17 then. He walked the three steps to the pale table she sat on. He pressed down until he could feel her calcium-starved bones weakening. And then she felt his hands gently grip her upper arms, raising her up, first to her knees, then to her feet, and guiding her in trembling steps across the room. And then felt his fingertips on the knots gathered at her waist, carefully untangling them.