‘One day my mom washing clothes in our backyard. I went there and sat in front of my mom. I was normally talking to her about something, and suddenl... my eyesight diverted to her legs. She sat there to wash clothes by lifting her saree to her thighs. Her soft white thighs attracted me a lot.I can see her thighs completely. If she lifts her saree a little bit, I can also have a glimpse of her pussy. Suddenly my dick became hard. I diverted my looks and thoughts and continued talking to her. Dad looked proud as we all glanced towards Sandy."Well," he said, hoping he didn't have to repeat the question."Oh my goodness, you are really asking me to marry you, your own sis..." Ssshh, Sandy," he quietly affirmed, "Do I need to repeat the question?"She looked first to Mom, Dad, then down to her brother. He was crying, waiting for her response. So were the nearby people, who had mostly gone quiet, craning their necks to this take place."Yes," she said quietly, he leaned forward, seeing her. Thorn was under siege and he knew it, yet he still believed that he would win. If he could just capture Queen Beatrice, he believed he would take out the heart of the opposition and it would simply crumble. He bitterly regretted not having her arrested years earlier when he’d had the chance.No one knew where she was, yet once a day, usually around six pm, she would broadcast for up to thirty minutes. Although done in a fairly informal way, she broadcast news about what was happening and where.. . and you came and knocked on my door, around bedtime ... remember?" MMmmm ... that night. Um, yes? What about it?" What was going on, anyway?" What do you mean, Honey?"Good act ... very convincing ... LOL."Come on, Mom. Why did you come to my room? And why were you dressed the way you were?"I suddenly felt embarrassed and I could tell that I was blushing."Honey, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry about that." Well, what was that about?" I was ... your dad and I ... I was just playing around, Honey. It.