While he is licking me, I put my legs onto his shoulders, wanting to feel his tongue deeper in me. Then he stops and looks up at me, his lips wet with...my juices. ‘A Rose by another other name…you are so sweet, you taste so sweet’, his voice heavy with lust and passion. ‘Don’t talk, Jack’, I say breathlessly ‘I want you so badly!’ ‘Beautiful’, Jack says ‘You are so beautiful’ and starts to trail a long, wet line with his tongue up my stomach. I keep thinking that this is a dream. My body is. I stared at my well hung brother just enough to feel depraved then diverted my eyes, wiped my pussy then fled the room. I didn't flush because I didn't want him to know I was there. He came into the room wearing pajama pants, no shirt and went to the sleeping bag. Earlier he had found a foam pad in the garage and put it on the floor but when he laid down he grumbled, “Fuck, this is still hard.” “Maybe you can put more blankets down, that might help” I offered. “I don't think so, they would. ?We went through a new set of doors and a short hallway that opened intoa large open space with high ceilings. At first glance it looked like aclassic gym. Weights, workout equipment, wrestling matts, boxing ring,heavy bags, speed bags. From there things get different. There wereall kinds of weapons hung on the far wall. Including firearms.?Please, we?re going this way.?I realized I?d stopped to look around. ?Sure... I mean, yes, sir.Sorry, I got distracted.??Don?t worry about it.? . Sara was lying half on him, half off after they shared a mutual orgasm. Sara became serious and he noticed but wisely held back any comment to let her bring her thoughts out as she was comfortable. She told him how much she liked him … really like him. He said he could tell. She went on to say that her husband’s secrets had ruined their marriage and she was committed to not keep secrets from anyone she might become serious with. She kissed him nervously indicating he was that to her. So, in.