It was a relief not to have to face my brother. I had managed to be sick all over the bed, so my Mum had no choice but to change the sheets. I was sec...etly glad as it meant that his smell wasnt on my pillow case anymore. Once I felt better, I acted like things were normal between my brother and I. I didnt know what else to do, obviously the migraine was bad, and I needed help, but his warning of killing me sent me spiralling into a fear oblivion. Nothing happened between us for a long time. His grown children could do nothing to console him. Hell, they had lost their mother too, but at least they had their own mates to comfort them. They did not have to live in the house haunted with memories and fragrances. The odors were the worst. Open a closet and the little bags of herbs she spread throughout the house would assault his senses and it was as if she was there once again.The Ladies from their church had come, taken away her clothes, the children had taken her jewelry, and as. He was grabbing my ass and trying to kiss me. I think he gave me some kind of drug and I passed out. The next thing I knew Mary was there helping me up. My clothes were disheveled but I still had them on. If it wasn't for Mary, I'd have probably been raped by your friend."Mary gave me that pill to help me sleep and I came back to the room and took a shower and went to sleep. I feel like shit, I have a headache and my legs are killing me. I don't know what to do about our marriage. I told you. I wanted to grab her and pull her head down because it had been so long since she gave me head and I was anxious to feel her hot mouth. Becky looked up at me and said “Remember this?”, and in one swoop, she took a breath of air and took my cock all the way down her throat.Feeling my cock slide all the way down her throat had me whimpering things I’m not sure were even real words! She would pull up and take in more air and she would take my cock all the way down her throat again. Becky has.