See, my cock is growing again just being near you”.Janice: “I see that”.Me: “What do you think of my cock”?Janice: “I think it has a mind ...f its own, the way it’s twitching.”Me: “Do you think you could help me?”Janice: “Exactly what help do you need”?Me: “Sit close to me so our thighs are touching, and stroke my cock until I cum”.Janice: “Seriously? Why would I do something like that with my brother?”Me: “I thought maybe you cared enough about your brother and would want to help”.Janice: “So. .. Fuck my Mom." WHAT?" I was in shock, " YOU’VE GOT TO BE k**DING." Come on... it would be so much of a turn on." Missy said."No... she’s you mother." I told her and turned over to sleep.How could I sleep? Missy just ask me to "fuck" her mother. I should have took her up on it. Loving Rose would be any man’s dream come true.The next morning I drove Missy to the airport. I hated to see her go. This would be her last business trip. Then she would be home every night. For me to love and fuck her. I guess I’ll get myself a room somewhere,’ he replied. ‘I’ll call you tomorrow.’ ‘OK,’ Heidi said. She put the phone down. ‘Well, I guess I might as well get ready for bed,’ she told the empty room. She went upstairs, took a shower and dried herself off. Then she went into her bedroom and slipped on a sheer lacy teddy she’d bought years earlier, when her husband still took pleasure in seeing her in sexy things. She pulled back the bed covers and was about to slip in when she heard her doorbell. Rubbing my hands along the sides, I moved all the way down, massaging around my pussy and over my lips. Tugging them and pulling them, I pinched them between my fingers. It almost felt sinfully good to treat my lips that way. I wanted to do it forever. I washed briefly but thoroughly over my clit. If I stayed too long, I was sure to begin playing with myself. Propping one leg up, I rinsed off my clit and grabbed the conditioner off the rack. Massaging the thick pink cream through my hair, I.