I wanted to be there for you—scratch this, I was there for you the whole time and while I kept loving you and putting up a brave front. I saw how sh... methodically chipped away your sanity one piece at a time for nothing more than her evil pleasure. You could have had me and you knew that all along. It's only now that your life is shattered in pieces that I'm good enough for you to come crawling back. How do you think this makes me feel?"She sighed as she saw the shame in his crimson-cheeked,. It was weird, chattingthrough yahoo with him, was almost like it wasn’t him,just another guy online. I suddenly pulled up thehidden folder of Kelly’s pics, bringing up a few of myfavorites, mostly her topless, sucking my cock, or mycock between her tits. I guess it took me a minute, because my son wrote, “youthere? what’s going on?”“Just looking at some pics,” I wrote back. “Pics of Amber?” he asked. “lol yeah, Amber” I said.. Under the blanket it was dark, but there was enough light to see her son's sexual parts. There was a warm and sensual smell ... it smelled like her and Andy. She supposed the entire cabin now smelled like that, which was not at all unpleasant. It was so primal and earthy and made her pussy leak, adding to the aroma."Mmmm," Andy moaned when he realized that his mother was between his legs. He could feel her soft fingers tickling his thighs and her hot breath followed. He spread and bent his legs. ”Irfan, you bastard……kia kar rahe ho….apni behan ko nangi dekh rahe ho? Main abbu ko batati hoon….Tujhe sharam nahin aati…..Bhai kia apni behno ko essey dekha karte hain?” she said but without raising her voice.” Appa…Mujhe maaf kar do….I was not peeping..bas yun hi….Please dont tell Abbu…Vo mujhe ghar se nikal denge…Please…Appa” She covered herself with a towel and went into her room. She did not say a thing to Abbu. In my mind she had now become the object of all my sexual fantasies. The fact.