Smooth and soft, but the kiss was rough. I wrenched my eyes open--they'd closed in defense to the shove--to see an impossible sight. Patricia was ho...ding my wrists against the wall, pushing her body against mine. She kissed me again, not releasing my limbs. "What's going on? Are you drunk?" I asked when I could breathe again. Patricia released my wrists and stepped away from me. "I did offer to help, didn't I?" "Again, what's going on?" She sighed and started pacing, "Okay, what I tell you. My cock returned to life in a hurry from that, though it was already semi-hard from the earlier attentions.Then I felt lips enclose my balls and a tongue lick the sweat off them as if it was delicious to whichever lady this was. They let go of my nuts long enough to turn me around, at which point I looked down at my eldest sister, Sandy, who then engulfed my cock with her hot mouth. I struggled not to fall and lose my balance, as my own flesh and blood sucked my dick as if it were going out of. Liza: Thank you, Aafi, that’s sound advice!Me: Any time!Liza: Brody just has to be patient.Me: He’s lucky to have you.And he doesn’t deserve you. I need to convince Liza of that.Me: Do you remember much about the time when Mom and Dad were separating?Liza: Not a lot. I know I was sad a lot. And Mom and Dad had a lot of arguments.Me: Do you know what about?Liza: No, they always had a fight in the evening when we were supposed to be sleeping. But it was dad who took you away. I guess that was the. There are these strange noises."I thought to myself once again. My mother is very smart woman, so maybe she's right? Maybe her home is haunted. She's not someone to exaggerate or embellish. She's as rational and level-headed as a person can be."Have you thought about selling the house and moving someplace else?" I asked."It's crossed my mind," she replied. "But a lot of my money is invested here now and I'll probably take a huge financial loss if I try to sell it right away. And I really do.