She gently squeezed her heavy tits and ran her hands down her ribs, between her legs and over her pierced clit. It was time. Carrie turned, opened...the bathroom door and began the walk from her bedroom to her 18 year old son's room. Her pace was fast and deliberate, like she was on a mission. Her heels clicked on the wood floor and each step made her tits jiggle and shake. Her fleshy ass was pushed high and her cheeks squished and stretched as she walked. A nervous and devious grin. "But mon amour, we did indeed dream of the possibilities. In childhood, we lay the foundation of our lives whilst we slept. Now is the time to allow our dreams to take flight into the so-called 'real' world. It is only when we sufficiently confuse reality and dreams that we can remake our lives into the truth we wish to live."Her voice sounded sweetly within his mind and her smile touched him with its warmth, giving his soul wings with which to soar to the heavens. Erik could swear that he. As I soaped her up she pushed back slightly and stopped when she felt my cock up against her. She did not stand up but instead moved in a little teasing me with her body.Mackenzie:Taking the soap from him I lathered up my hands and reached behind me to soap up his throbbing erection. I envied his youth that he could get fully erect again so fast.Placing his now soapy dick between my legs I placed my finger against it, pressing his shaft up against my clit, as I began moving back and forth, my. Now, with his naked, athletic body showcased in the candlelight, his long, flaccid penis still glistening with our juices, there was no escaping the fact that my brother and I had just had sex together. “Are you sure you’re ok, Nic. I mean...we’ve done a bad thing, really. I hope you don’t hate me now?” His voice became anxious. “I mean, I thought I wasn’t like Max... Really I’m not... Or am I just as bad after all?” I stroked his worried face with my fingertips, feeling vulnerable but.