I have seen you eyeing her, eating her with your eyes. I don’t mind it though. She is my sister and I love her and she is without company as wellMe:...Come on. I admit she is beautiful but am not having any ideas about her.Wife: Tell me would you take her ?Me: Will you stop it ? I started this topic unnecessarilyWife: Tell me, if I accept with whole heart would you accept my sister and provide her what she needs.Me: What do you think I am and what you think you are talking.Wife: I think am. In fact I got my teen boy cock off whenever I got the chance. A few years earlier My mother and father had fallen out and had separated, my father moved away, my mother was now on her own, my mother had a few social friends but no boyfriend, there was an older male friend she had and he could help me with male things should the need arise but apart from that my mother brought me up and cared for me, so that meant that it was just me and my mother living in a nice cozy home.My mum worked from. She asked me some questions as she rubbed her hand around my cock and balls, almost like she was trying to get me hard. Then she rolled her chair to her tablet and entered some notes. Then she took her top and bra off and rolled back to me. Just as I had suspected, Ingrid had a fairly nice rack though her tits were small but perky. She messed with my cock some more."You are way too young to be having a problem like this." She said. "Hmmm, he seems to stubborn. I am going to try one more thing. I was fully awake now and it wasn’t pretty. My breathing felt like a stabbing pain, laboring in and out with a shallow rasp. Please don’t die, please don’t die, please don’t die. I shook my head. Even though in my heart I knew it was useless, that it was like praying, sun, please don’t rise tomorrow, I still repeated the prayer over and over again. For the past five months part of me had been working hard every day to repress to repress the vision I had in June. Now it came flooding back to me.