She leaves the door open as I pass by. I go down the road and turn around to do another drive-by in the other direction. The garage door is still open...as she unloads the car. I locate a spot to park and I plan on surveilling from the woods. I head back to my motel to gear up and return for the stakeout. The next morning I drive by her house and I see her at the end of her road with a couple of other moms. She must have a school-age child and appears to be waiting for the bus. As I drive by, I. But is it what she was doing or the dream? Is it both? And why the fuck am I finding him attractive? She is about to turn and leave, giving him time to finish before making it obvious that she is finally awake until she hears him mutter, “Oh Rory, suck it faster. Make me cum in your mouth.”Rory watches him, noticing the bowl of oatmeal for the first time. She feels guilty watching her brother like he does her. Yet she cannot seem to pull herself from the astonishing sight. She feels her pussy. "Does your religion preclude you enjoying the female body?" I teased as many of the Theology bods appeared to be gay or asexual.He almost stammered "Why no" and began to try to divert the conversation to an explanation of belief in the role of women as central and essential to giving birth to life etc."I do hope that you aren't too uncomfortable at present" I said and smiled in the direction of the tented trousers "I need to use the bathroom for a moment myself but please feel free to stay. Trey slept until after Brett left each morning, then mostly lounged by the pool or watched TV for most of the day.About a week after his brother’s arrival, Brett woke up with a raging morning wood, which he gently slapped against my face to wake me up. I happily took it into my mouth, stroking and sucking it until he emptied a load of cum down my throat. Afterwards, Brett went to take a shower before leaving for the office, while I rolled over and went back to sleep. I was awakened sometime.