Like a light switch turning on, I began to concentrate on His current rhythm. It was fast and furious with no concern for me or my needs, his shallow ...anting and grunts were primal. Mine was not dissimilar.My son wasn't making love to me, instead he was straight out fucking me. Desperate, like there was no tomorrow for him. Obviously I am not the only one who was getting horny after a near death experience. What surprised me most was how fast I went past the incest guilt right to where I was. The driver lowered the window about a quarter of the way down.“Are your passengers here to visit the Carter Spread?”“Yes.”“I need to see your driver’s license, as well as some kind of id for everyone in the car,” the man said.“What for?”“It’s a security precaution.”Betsy rolled down her window and said, “Call my brother, and let him know I’m here.”“Sorry, Ms. Carter. I didn’t know you were coming, today,” the man said.“Bullshit, Rock. There’s no way he would forget to tell you,” Betsy said. She was in reluctance but I somehow brought her in doggy position. I put my dick on her ass cheeks and started teasing her. She was very much afraid, but she was not showing it as she wanted to save her mother. I slowly tried to enter my dick in her asshole, she started moaning loudly. I gave a hard push, my dick didn’t went in but a loud scream came from khushi’mom’s throat. In the very next moment, I heard something from her mother, “I am ready”.Khushi: what? Mom? No! You don’t need to do. ”“I’m a failure as a sister. I should have taught you!”“You can dance?”“No.” We looked at each other and spluttered our laughter. I sat beside her on the sofa and watched a few minutes of the late-night talk show.“Fay...”“Pen...” we started at the same time. She nodded at me. I took a deep breath.“I’m having a terrible nightmare. Will you come to bed and hold me?”“Yes. Yes, my baby. I’ll hold you. Let’s go brush our teeth.”“Fay?” I said as she crawled into bed.“What is it, Pen?” she asked.