She glided across the room and she looked so sexy to him, her full breasts, curvy figure and that landing strip patch of dark hair around her pussy wa... a sight for sore eyes. Yes, it had been a long day and the jet lag from traveling to the conference had not helped but now he felt refreshed and ready to play again! Jenn crawled up onto the bed and lay down on top of him, he could feel her warm skin against his, her breasts pressed against his chest and her pussy mound pressed against his. “It’s different. Pam’s more like what Dad was like!” Chris didn’t like the analogy at all. But he hoped his sister couldn’t see the erection that had inexplicably sprung on him, hidden though it was by the duvet covering his body. In fact, what made it most difficult to think of Pam as a substitute father was precisely this very aching in his penis. An aching he relieved by masturbatory sessions that were guiltily focused on Pam. And this obsession was what he most feared Pam might notice. I reached around her thighs and wiped some of her thick pussy juice from my eyes and nose as I heard her pant, “Your turn. Lift your legs.”A moment later I felt my manhood slide into my sister’s incredible mouth. Kay can do things, with her mouth that should be outlawed because they can render a man helpless in seconds! I swear to God, the way her tongue slides up and down the shaft of my cock as she sucks or runs the tip of her tongue around the rim of my fat helmet can send pleasure waves. You hear?” Stuart’s Ma shouted back. “I won’t stand for it! Y’all git outta here now ‘fore I get my shotgun and git you outta here.”“P-please,” Mei said, shaking violently as a gust of wind blew across the porch and through our bones. “W-we’re not b-b-bad p-people. W-we r-really just n-n-need h-help.”“They say they really need help,” Stuart called back.“Now, Stuart, I know where your mind is at, boy,” Stuart's Ma shouted. “You better get it right fast.”“M-maybe if y-you c-c-could j-just g-give.