The only consolation was that he would not have to come home from school to face his nagging foster mother...It was so different from last years holid...ys when his mother was alive. They had gone to the local Theatre in the City, and although it was just the two of them, they had a lovely holiday, he had lots of presents from his mother for his birthday, and he had saved his pocket money to buy her a nice brooch. But then she had been taken ill and died, and not having any close relations to. Oh god this was wonderful.As I lay in the bed with her one night, my lips still wet with cum, she asked me If I had ever tried to suck my own dick. She had read that some men could. I got into the best position I could, but could only get within two inches. Every night we tried to get my mouth closer, but no luck. Very few men are lucky enough to have been built for this ultimate treat. She really wanted to see me shoot my load directly into my mouth. I knew exactly how to fulfill her fantasy,. She smiled at me. I had some erection and I managed to conceal it by sitting in nearby sofa. She asked me to stay for the lunch and we had a chat for some time.I came to know that she was widowed for now almost 8 years. And she lives alone, she doesn’t have kids. I thought poor, sexy lady. I could not avoid staring at her. Now we chatted for quiet a long time. She then said“Why not have lunch now?”I said, “Sure, we’ll have now”.While she serving lunch, she bent down and her saree pallu slipped. I might just enjoy it, too."He reached out with both hands and began kneading and rubbing my breasts. "Oh, Maddie, you're so soft and smooth. Really nice." He then begins to lightly pinch my nipples and circle them with his fingers. I looked down at his quivering cock and said, "I can tell you like them, little brother, you have a speedometer down there." I was enjoying the attention and could feel my panties getting wet. "Geez, this is my brother," I thought."Can I kiss them?" "Just don't.