I could tell she had put some perfume on under her ears and other places. She was driving me crazy, and I was well aware that she was equally aroused....Finally, she straddled me, and slowly, exquisitely lowered herself onto me, surrounding me with her warmth."Oh, Sandy love, so nice!" Mmmm, Tigger. You liked that?" So much, darling!" You can touch me now."I reached out and caressed her face, running my hands down her neck and finally reaching her boobs. I traced circles around each one, slowly. What if something goes wrong?" What can go wrong? I have my brave warrior now who will defend me. Sam, I can't live the way I have been. You are the one who is giving me the courage to go through with this. Now let's get the show on the road."She sat next to me in the car, white-faced and trembling. I took her hand, and she gripped it tightly in hers. I felt my own fear and tried to hide it as best I could."I'll be OK, Sam. I trust you," she said, giving me a soft kiss on the cheek before. When she was done cumming, Sofia started bobbing her hips up and down, experiencing yet another orgasm with every down motion. The only thing preventing her from collapsing in a puddle of orgasmic bliss was her magical compulsion to obey her brother's commands. Right now, all she wanted was to make her brother happy. And he was happy. His gorgeous sister was riding his cock, and he was mesmerised by her perfect tits jiggling before his eyes. He'd fire an enormous load into her, and then, less. Before entering I called the old flapper at her Montauk mansion from a phone booth. She wanted to come up except for two problems: where to stay and the baby. The Annandale Inn wasn't suitable. Either one of two extremes, camping or a fancy hotel would do. I told her I'd look into either.The baby proved problematic, but mentioning her made me realize I longed to see her. The old flapper dedicated herself to the child. She trusted her with my mother until she started losing focus; and to me.