As they entered the hallway, they saw Jon’s bedroom door fly open and Zoe stomping out angrily clutching the hem of the long T-shirt she wore to bed.
“Can someone please fucking explain why I woke up in there, with this!” She growled as she pulled up her shirt to revealing not only did she sleep commando, but also a semi-erect penis. Jon instantly recognised it as is own. He found it wearing to she it nestled between his sisters thighs, but was momentarily amused to notice that she too trimmed her pubes, as there was a light brown heart shape sitting just above the shaft.
“Oh Zoe, it’s not just you dear” Laura said, once again lifting her nightgown to reveal a now smaller bulge barely contained in her panties, “Jon, I’m willing to bet that’s yours?” She added turning to him. Jon only nodded dumbfounded, staring at his tackle now hanging from Zoe’s crotch.
Suddenly another figure appeared from the gloom behind Zoe.
