He was too far gone to care, as he continued to piston in and out of her as hard as he possibly could. Her tits were bouncing violently, almost hypnot...c, as she moaned beneath him. The beginnings of another orgasm formed in her pussy as her brother jammed his hard pole into her over and over relentlessly. If their mother were to walk into the house at that very moment she would easily hear her daughter’s cries of ecstasy, her loud repetitive moaning. If their mother were to walk upstairs to. My dad and uncle both gave me a look. I was surprised when Greg didn’t even flinch at the mention of a dead hooker.“Is there something you need to tell us?” Uncle John asked, taking the bait.When I smirked, Dad rolled his eyes at me. He, at least, had resisted the urge to quiz me about something that sounded crazy on its face.“David told me he and Fritz have a contingency plan in case there’s ever a dead hooker,” Melanie explained.Uncle John couldn’t help himself.“Why would you need. Shit, I thought I had her there. I guess her recent curiosity about girl-girl sex let her try feeling the other girl up, especially since Lee already knew the other girl wouldn't mind it one bit. We had both chosen a bisexual for a dance partner, so the only thing I had to do beyond the scan was convince them both to dance with us without the fear of public exposure.Anyway, after dirty dancing with the nineteen year old guy I had picked, I had to cool his jets when he tried to french me while. He saw a distinct wet spot onthe panty crotch that had gotten bigger the longer she talked. Wow, herlecture seemed to be turning her on.He thought maybe he could take advantage of her present state of arousal,if that was what it was anyway. It just so happened he had done someresearch on his own. Soon after Becky had explained the reason for thehormone pills he had discovered in the bathroom that one morning he wascurious if there was more to learn about her so-called delayed puberty.And he had.