Karma, karma, karma karma chameleon,
You come and go, you come and go...
That line from another of Boy George's great Culture Club classics played on the radio as Hector reamed Cassie yet again on their next rest stop, this time in the backseat. His dick went as deep as it could, once more taking her doggy-style, as this was the most practical position given their time crunch. Even so, they just had to fuck again, especially with the growing excitement over the risk of getting caught. Hector was as deep as he possibly could go in his sister's sweet pussy, drilling her more aggressively than was usual, but this wasn't one of their favored, gentle love-making sessions. This was just heated, animal lust at work, and there was nothing wrong with that, including with a young couple madly in love with each other.
"Oh, damn it, Bro! I'm gonna cum! Wow, that's perfect!" Cassie reacted with yet more satisfaction at being plowed by her twin brother that way in the backseat.
"Don't hold back, Sis! We have to get there in reasonable time, at least. We don't want to lose our housing for the term, do we?" Hector encouraged his sister to cum, even though they both loved edging.
"GGGGOOODDDDDD!" Cassie squealed as she creamed herself on Hector's dick, even if the doggy position wasn't one of their favorites.
"Here I come, Sis!" Hector warned his twin as he exploded in her cunt in response to her very loud orgasm.
"God, that felt amazing! Just the whole...public, dangerous, risky sex aspect to it, you know," Cassie confessed, even as she went back to the front seat...bottomless.
"Sis?" Hector questioned Cassie, who giggled in response.
"Hey, I want to leave you a nice little cum stain as a reminder of me. That should hold us over until at least this next weekend. You'll visit me Friday night, right? Spend the weekends with me? Just go back on Sundays? I can't take a whole month of this. I can already tell that I'd be climbing the walls without you that long. I doubt that you feel any less of a need for me, either. We've agreed that I go on ahead to secure the housing. We didn't agree to you spending weekends at home, did we? What else is there for you? Temptation in the form of Natalie bending over a bit too often or even Kirsten...or Jamie...or Mom...or Aunt Haley or Aunt Michelle. Or maybe Karl or Daddy? Or some barmaid while you're drowning your sorrow over separation from me, while she hits on you one time too many to resist her in your drunken state," Cassie observed.
"To say nothing of the dangers that a hot, young single woman like you would have some asshat slip you a mickey and fuck you all night long. Or at least have to fight off groping by all of the usual bar or college crowd. My jealous rage seethes at even the prospect of it. Not to mention my protective instincts as a brother and lover, at the idea of some jackass forcing himself into your pants. Or that you'd get lonely without my arms around you at night, just as I would without your breasts crushing themselves against my chest. That's the biggest danger: loneliness. Even more than sexual deprivation, it could well be the Kryptonite for either or both of us," Hector feared aloud.
"So, you're agreed, then? You'll be here, spend the weekends with me, get used to college social life before starting your freshman term? Not deny us each other's company?" Cassie pleaded with her brother.
"Hell to the yes! Sign me up for that! The same thought had occurred to me, but I hadn't vocalized it yet. Glad that we're on the same page. I'm not about to put either of us at unnecessary risk of straying from our pact of loyalty and fidelity to each other. This is our love. We're not poly like Mom, Dad, Aunt Haley, Aunt Michelle, and our brothers and sisters. Well, Bridget's not poly, either, actually. She, at least, can understand where we're coming from on that issue. I think that she'd slit her wrists rather than cheat on Diane and vice versa. You still have your toy, your gift from Trevor and Jamie?" Hector asked Cassie, enjoying the fact that she was bottomless now, since he thought of how sexy her ass was...and how much he would refuse to wash that side of the front seat.
"Hey, this means that I'll have to grab the snacks myself, since you're exposed below the waist. What did you want?" Hector asked Cassie, getting a snicker from his sister.
"Nope, I'm walking in with you, just like this, your cum leaking down my thighs, mooning everyone, and holding your hand to make it clear that I'm your private property and you're mine. I dare say that no one will have me arrested, for one simple reason: men love to see naked booty and wouldn't be able to stop ogling long enough to report me to the cops. They'll look, but with you around, they wouldn't dare touch. Mind if I buy a lollipop, stick it in my twat, and offer someone a taste of our cum mixed together on it? Or maybe a corn dog instead? What do you want to bet that someone will take me up on it, even knowing that it's a man's jizz on it along with my juices?" Cassie winked at him, knowing that she could get her brother hard again just like that.