He really wished for it. He really wanted it. He was ready to delete all of the other sisters in his sensual universe to help make Sonali be not his s...ster! He so badly hoped Sonali was one of his best friend’s sisters.He was okay if Sonali was his girlfriend’s sister – Miya.He was fine even if Sonali was his married elder cousin sister – Manisha.He just needed Sonali to not be his sister, and he craved to have been fucking her that very moment!“Ranveer!” Mona shouted, in the most loving way. "Suck it super hard! Make my dick squirt!"Angela puckered her cheeks until golf balls could have fit into the indentations, suctioning her lips violently around her son's throbbing prick. Cock cream started to ooze out of the glistening piss hole and she swiped her tongue feverishly around the prick knob, lapping cum up like a starving kitten with a bowl of milk."Unh! Oh, Mom! You're gonna make me cum!"Angela knew his balls would squirt up a big load any second but she was confident he could. To my surprise, she spread her legs and rested her calves on my shoulders. "OK, honey, one other important place is the inside of the thighs. Like the breasts, you can work these gently until you get to the vagina. Start kissing from just above the knee and move up slowly, switching sides, teasing me. Sometimes she might beg you to go straight into her, but take you're time, she'll thank you for it. When she starts pushing your head and begging you to fuck her, you're doing everything. ..in my chest and hips. My...down there...became less... wellmore female. Eventually, the blood work and genetic tests determinedthat I had it." That sounds like Aiden," Lorraine said."I'm sorry. I'm truly sorry," Esme said. Sorry for what? She'd spentsome time in Spain. A Catalan friend had once told her that, for theSpanish an apology was an admission of guilt. In the English speakingworld it was an expression of sympathy."Did they ever determine what caused it?"Esme said, "No. They said.