.. I like it, Mom!"Laura felt her son's body trembling and his cock jerking inside her mouth. She snaked from his cock and stroked it with her hand, g...inning lewdly and hotly up at him."You should like it, honey," she whispered throatily. "My mouth is almost like my cunt, isn't it?"Mike nodded. "But still different." Of course," she agreed. "I can do a lot more with my lips and tongue on a cock than my cunt can, you know." She squeezed his cock, watching a bead of liquid bubble from his piss. And I was gone.I awoke early the next morning and I could see by the quality of the light that it was probably about 6 or 6:30 and Andrea, bless her soul, was busy with me yet again. Oh no, I thought, its morning and the craziness of last night cannot extend into the soberness of the new day. I was lying on my tummy, my legs were splayed and I could sense that she was squatting between them. Her tongue was slowly travelling up the groove between my butt cheeks, tenderly leaving butterfly. " At this the two girls began to cry all over again, until their mother gentlybut firmly hushed them. "Oh dear," said Momma after she'd calmed them down. "Oh dear.I guess I'd better try a new tack. I was hoping to save us all, but well .. . . It's like this, Mr. Coyote. We've been looking for a nice dominant maleto take us in and, well, take us. Now I've had a full life . . . I've kickedup my heels, you might say. But my girls . . . they've never been bedded. Couldyou please let them go and . .. I wanted the world to know just how good it felt to have my brother making love to me. I even felt a bit resentful towards Beth for cramping our fun time.I got started again on some sandwiches for lunch and while I was making them I remembered that Beth had training tonight after school anyway so she wouldn't be home until nearly five-thirty. I told Ben about her training and how silly I felt for reacting the way I did earlier.“Like I said, Sis. We would be crazy not to be a bit paranoid. If.