.it just turned out that the bed in our bedroom (which was conveniently on the opposite end of the house from the c***dren's rooms equipped with "list...ning" boxes so she could monitor them even when far away) had been conveniently "turned down" with a nice assortment of Hershey's "titty" candy on the pillow. When they entered, she took a seat on the edge of the bed and patted it, inviting him to sit, too. Pretty soon both were undressed and under the sheet cover making love, but not screwing. She caught me looking and blushed. Now I knew, I had a chance. I put my hand on her and said I am grateful for all your thanks but a lot of the effort was put in by Meena. I said I will continue to help her and she need not worry about anything. She let it a huge sigh of relief. I then slowly move closer and my hand to the back of her blouse touching her skin. I asked her how she was doing.She looked at me and started to cry. I put her head on my shoulder. I asked her why is she crying. I said. Amelia was rubbing her vulva and looking at her brother while he was stroking his hand along the full length of his shaft. It was perverse and disgusting, brother and sister masturbating in front of each other, but they just could not stop.Liam tugged on his cock, stroking it slowly as he watched his sister teasing her pussy with her fingers. His mind kept telling his body to stop, but his body failed to comply. He watched Amelia as she continued to play with herself, rubbing her fingers all. .. look at it?” he said very quietly. “What? No! That’s so inappropriate!” I said, shocked. “No! Not like that. I mean, just to, like, tell me if it’s normal or not. Like the same way a doctor would.” He said sincerely. I had no idea how to handle this. I considered it for a second and my motherly instinct took over and I started processing this like a concerned parent. “Okay, fine. If it will calm you down and make you feel better.” I said. “Alright, here’s goes nothing.” he muttered,.