Keri sat and I lay, on my left side, with my head in her lap. As we lay there, she would have my head resting against her fabulous right breast or she...would lift it and set it on top of my head to keep my old bald head warm.My left arm would be down at my side and Keri’s right hand would rest on my right hip, sometimes playing with my pubic hair or my cock. I would have my right hand between her legs playing with her thick, densely curled jet black pubic hair. She always had her legs spread. That night, we played show and tell.Mom didn't realize (did she?) that this intimate contact was so exciting to me that it caused me to... do things I would never have thought to do, like suckling her breast again, the way I did as a baby!Mom cradled my head as I suckled her, then she wet a finger and diddled one of my nipples to life!By the time I had my first ever orgasm, mom was gently suckling ME, while her middle finger was probing my labia, locating my clit.Once again, I felt guilty. .But them times goes by and highschool ended and i never really got into sex until i decided to install a Gay App and meet one guy who back them was much more mature than me (i was 19 and he was around 35) and we ended up setting a date, at first i was so nervous that when i got into his car i couldn't even speak, but he started to talk with me and put his hands on my body and when we reached to motel i was more relaxed but i was still in tension because i didn't really know what to do and. You'll like it." What?!?! Did I just hear my son telling his sister to touch his penis?! I was so shocked and taken a back. What does one do in such a situation? I didn't want to burst in the room in a fit of anger and embarrass both children and risk further problems. I was frozen in my tracks anyways. All I could do was continue to listen to their conversation"I don't know Max, I've never even seen one before." "It's okay Sam it can be our little secret. I can touch you too if you want... I.