” I was in tears, while tearing off my son’s clothes. “No bullshit, right now, sweetie.” I pulled off my dress and bra, and went down on him. ... mouthed his soft cock, taking more of it into my face that ever before. I licked and sucked and drew his hands to my trembling, balloon tits, until he hardened. “I can’t face her. I can’t tell her.” I stood up, my rotund belly sliding up his boner. I kissed my son. “I need you to fuck me, or I’ll never be able to tell your sister.”Jerry didn’t say. "Aren't you hungry?" Taylor asks. "Hm?" I look up, still in a state of mild intoxication."Have a muffin," she says, worriedly, giving me a blueberry muffin. I nibble on it absentmindedly."So what were Emily and you doing over there?" Allison asks bluntly. "Just talking," I answer, breaking away from my food."It didn't really look like talking. I swear she had one of her hands on you," she claims and Taylor looks at me suspiciously as well."We were just talking," I repeat. "We're siblings, you. Rekha: Come, let’s start.Me: I need some help.Rekha: Tell me, darling?Me: Help me have sex with my momRekha: I’ll try, wait.Then I got a call from my mom saying that I have to pick her up from her friend’s house after 10 minutes and leave for home. By the time I spoke with my mom and came back, I heard some moaning sounds. I came and saw that Rekha had lifted her saree.She had started fingering herself and was tasting her own juices. I was like, “Are you so horny?” She replied, “Yes, naughty. Even when we were courting she used to pretend to drop off to sleep in the car so I could have a sneaky play with her fanny. She loved her tits sucked but her pussy was out of bounds. Consequently she didn’t ‘go to sleep’ if I was playing with & sucking her tits.Unbelievably after years of fantasising about it I eventually persuaded her to 'go to sleep' for us one Saturday night when we come back from the Pub. She said she might if she’s had a drink beforehand but I could only let him suck her.