I carried her to the bed… I made her lie on the bed… N started to kiss her inner thighs. I could smell her wet pussy… Then I moved my hands insi...e the panty… She was wet as hell… I played with her pussy lips for a while.Her pussy was clean n shared so I didn’t mind eating it… I rolled my tongue all over her pussy inside as well as outside. I could feel her orgasm a lot of times while going down on her… She pulled my hair n kissed me passionately. I was playing with her ass. She took my dick n. I looked over at him and he hadn't moved. Boldly, I leaned close again and licked his cock up the length of it. That made him twitch. I quickly grabbed my robe from the floor and left the room. That's pretty much how the rest of the break went. Whenever Mom was out of the house, my brother would come running to find me. I saw it as a kind of responsibility. I was helping my brother out and I was keeping him away from Mom's panties. He would find me and give me that pleading look. Sometimes I. He glanced around before climbing the ladder to the fighter platform, "I was told you are the best fighter."I glanced at him and waited and he frowned, "we are ranked number one."I stilled waited and he put his hands on his hips, "we will knock your machine into scrap."I smiled but remained silent and he cleared his throat, "don't you speak?"I stood silently and pulled one small plastic card from a slim shoulder pocket. I handed it to him and he looked at it before snorting, "we do not spilt. “Nelson!”The radio replied, “Ricky or Willie?”“Willie!” he continued, and “On The Road Again” came from the speakers.The woman drove away happy, and for the next few days, every time she’d say, “Beethoven”, she’d get beautiful classical music, and if she said, “Beatles!” she’d get one of their awesome songs.One day, a couple ran a red light and nearly creamed her new car, but she swerved in time to avoid them.“ASSHOLES!” she yelled... The French National Anthem began to play.Subject: Low.