Lying did not seem like a good plan. “Maybe once or twice per month?” “Are you sure that’s all?” Dr. White probed. “Yes, ma’am. I only d... it when it has been a while since Sarah has given me a handjob or I came while pleasing her. Sometimes the pressure and desire is just more than I can take, and I need to relieve myself.” I had looked down at the floor, past my throbbing penis. Then I looked at Nurse Donna, who’s stern expression remained. Then to Morgan, who’s pretty face had a not-very-kind. I was shocked that all this happened before I even came to know. I felt bad and low, but I felt a little excited too. I felt it was a mistake to get excited about my own mom, but those messages were like that.I stood up to put my mom’s phone back in her room. I put it back, and I turned back to leave her room. Some messages where Sharif praised my mom’s beauty flashed through my mind. I saw my mom’s true beauty as she lay beside my father.Her black sleeveless nighty was getting clumpy in her. With one hand I was caressing her pussy and with the other hand, I was playing with her boobs. I was still not able to see her boobs. I slowly turned her towards me and I was mesmerized. Her boobs were the most perfect boobs I have ever seen.They were not very big neither they were small. They were just that much a guy needs. Well shaped with very light brown nipples. Her nipples were small in size. I asked her if she underwent any breast surgery because I have never seen such a perfect pair of. " I answered her without turning around. I knew I shouldn't be aroused by my own sister, especially as young as she still was. Well, she is 16, almost 17, but I just couldn't help myself. Usually when our parents were home, she wore a one-piece suit that covered more of her body and made her look even younger than she actually was.When I turned back to the table, my bulge in my shorts had decreased, and Morgan was already wolfing down the sandwich and chips and appeared to be unaware of the.