Mark ran his fingers between my buttocks, pressing his cock against my pussy, his springy hair tickling my sensitive skin."I want to taste you," I whi...pered into his ear, biting the lobe.I started kissing his neck and shoulders, my tongue trailing wetly down his body. His chest muscles quivered with anticipation as I drilled my tongue tip into his navel, then licked his belly and pubic hair.He pressed down on my head, spreading his legs and sighing deeply.I sank back grateful for the soft dirt. I’ll be honest. I wanted to sleep in that bed for the same reasons any other man would have made the same decision.It finally dawned on me that I’d been had when, as soon as I pulled the covers over me, she rolled and embraced me with a body that felt like it was on fire.“Oooo, you’re so cold!” she complained.“I’ll warm up,” I said. “You want to tell me what’s going on?”“No.”“Why not?”“Because I know you. You’d get all curmudgeonly about it.”“Because I should be curmudgeonly in this. No father, and her brother taken from her."How I wish, how I wish you were hereWe're just two lost soulsSwimming in a fish bowlYear after yearRunning over the same old groundWhat have we found?The same old fearsWish you were here"The song finished, its finale bringing her back to the present, her GPS saying she had arrived. She sat there stunned, her reverie having made the world feel plastic and incredibly surreal. "I'm going to see my big brother." She said aloud, while making eye contact. I fumbled to grab my phone and try and record what I could through the crack in my blinds, trying to be inconspicuous. Mom was obviously too absorbed in what she was doing to care if me, the neighbours or anyone else for that matter saw what she was doing. I wished I had a lip reader, watching as mom seductively spoke to the guy while she was on her knees, exposing her big tits to him right there in perfect view of the street. Looking closer, I realized I recognized the guy - it was that.