Before long we were standing in the front yard. A voice came from inside. "Don't just stand there, come in."I took a deep breath, grabbed my sister's ...and and walked in the house. "Go wash up. We're having pizza for supper," Aunt Millie said with a smile. For a moment I thought perhaps she hadn't seen what Angela and I were doing. But, of course she did. She told us to get dressed and come home. We went to wash up. The pizza was good, but the conversation was not. In fact, there was no. As everyone is comming back from great orgasmns Becky is the first to get dressed then bull and hog they say thanks for the after party and they will drop Becky off at home, mom is still naked on the couch. And only have a shirt on. They leave and I set down next to mom she leans her head on my shoulder and says now you know why your dad didn't like taking out because when I get drunk I can't turn down cock. I ask her if she is still drunk she says no but notices I'm getting another hard on. Serves them right when they get their hearts stomped by women from other faiths and backgrounds. They don’t appreciate their own Muslim sisters! Yeah, that’s what I thought of Muslim guys like Washim and their interfaith dating habits. Still, I couldn’t say that to him. Not in the state he was now. Instead of criticizing my brother, I put my arms around him and told him everything was going to be okay. Just like when we were younger. My brother screws up, and then he runs back to me. I’m. 'Maybe we can meet your teachers with you.' he said hitting another speed bump. 'Oh!' escaped her lips again. Before she could recover they hit another and she shook all over. The car jerked to a stop.'OK, we're here. We'll talk more later. Just remember your mom and I really love you.' her dad said looking at her with a smile. She put on a cheerful smile and said, 'I love you too, daddy. And mommy too.' Then she gathered her things and carefully scooted herself out of the car and stood on her.