So, what will happen once you move out?” Brandon looked at me and kissed me suddenly. “Let me think about this tonight, and I’ll get back to you...about what I think we should do about this. Just so you know. I want what you want. I know we have this intense physical connection, and we already have the emotional connection because we’re siblings. Let’s take this slow and see how it grows. And for your question about what’s going to happen once I move out. I’m not sure. I can always tell people on. I already told him that I was going to give myself to him, I thought, as a shiver went down my spine. I craved his carnal meat, and I was about to have it.“This is it, Wayne.” I turned and looked at him as he hoisted himself up.“What do you mean?”“I want you right here. This is perfect. The seclusion. The secrecy.”“The freak has come out of you.”“Oh, not yet. But you will soon see.” I reached up to his shoulders to pull him in for a kiss.“Sarah, don’t you think this is a bit...morbid?” He had a. He rested his balls on my chin and moaned aloud. I moved my tongue around on the underside of his cock as he slowly fucked my face. He was not very verbal at all he just moaned every once in a while when I either let him bottom out in my throat or pulled his cock out to suck his cockhead as hard as I could like I was trying to milk a cow. Then very faintly I could hear him murmuring, "Yeah that's it, suck that cock you little cumslut," I always get aroused the more I'm humiliated, my cock was. He didn?t switch the light off so the room looked strange with sunlight andelectric light fighting for supremacy. He inspected his forearms, the tattooslooking old and worn out. They needed to be redone ages ago but there wasalways something else to be done and, frankly there was never any spare moneylying around. He looked at the shelf near the now empty bed. A collection oflittle printed cardboard boxes and small brown bottles. Useless medication. Itdidn?t save lives and now it was even more.