"Alright... that?s enough." She said holding up her hand. "I told you I have confronted your brother about this and he denies it." Rita said authorita...ively. "I even searched his room and found nothing. So, if he is doing what you say he is doing, I haven?t caught him... YET!" Sissy?s mother said sternly."Well... you need to do something mom. I?m tired of not only having my things torn up, but, Joel constantly making fun of my tits!" Sissy declared folding her arms around her overly ample. You spin me toward you and pull me in for a deep kiss. It doesn't take long for us to pull off each other's shirt and toss them aside.You have one hand firmly holding my ass and the other groping my breasts through my bra. I have one hand wrapped in your hair and the other rubbing the front of your pants. I unzip your pants as you reach behind and unclasp my bra. You throw it across the bar and pull me against you so you can feel my chest against yours.I'm tugging down your pants, taking your. . You better take this... ‘“I don’t wanna act like I’m stealing from you?”“I’m GIVING him to you. Seriously.”“It’s just ... weird!”“YOU’RE just weird,” she laughed. We’ve had that conversation before, yet somehow still maintained a curious relationship since we met in middle school. “Seriously, the guy deserves somebody who wants to put more into the relationship than I do. I really hope that’s you.”“We’ll see, I guess,” was my answer, at least externally. Inside, I was far more confident. I’d. When I say that we are a 'normal' family, I mean that we all love each other and work together happily as a family. We still only have two very large beds, plus cots for the babies. Each night we end up in bed with someone different. If Tom and Dick are with us Angie and Harriet sleep with them, and fuck them in what used to be Angie's bed, and the rest of us sleep in what used to be my bed (originally Sarah's and my bed) and fuck in various combinations. On other nights, when Tom and Dick.