Then my mum went on to ask Andy if he had got his wife pregnant yet (they'd been trying for some time) she joked and said are you sure that't working ...pointing at his penis) Andy replied (and these words remain in my mind till this day!) " oh its working Aisha, my wife doesn't get me going like someone like you would, maybe i can show you" mum replied blushing " i'd love to see if it's working but my sons home, but message me on whatsapp later and we can talk" the convo pretty much ended there. I turned and kissed him. I think I shocked him but after a split second he responded, his tongue coming out to play, his hands grabbing my butt. My mind exploded. My tongue was in my brother's mouth, his hands were all over my barely concealed curves. I reached down to squeeze his cock through his trousers. "Come with me. Now," I said above the music.I dragged him towards the toilets, peering into the ladies then pulling him straight across the room and into a spare cubicle. I slammed him up. And I meet the most interesting people.As I said, I check the mail once a week ... unless the postman sets a basket by the box. He/she never has but discounting such a situation is foolish. Possible is possible ... it could happen.On this occasion ... the occasion being recycle pick up day ... I was thumbing through with one hand and depositing with the other hand all the junk mail that mailers seem to think I read.I used to slip a pound of sand into "Postage Guaranteed by Recipient" envelopes. Sue looked up and said, “The finale?” Right then my wife moved her mouth to Sue’s wet, throbbing pussy and began lapping up the juice. She started making long strokes with her tongue up and down Sue’s slit.Sue just had an unbelievable orgasm, but it was evident that she wasn’t done. It didn’t take long before my wife’s tongue was working its magic on Sue snatch. She was finally getting to try pussy. I was so happy for her. I was also very aroused myself. I unbuttoned my jeans, pulled my hard.