I moved further bottom and removed her panty and her pussy is dipping in wet juices and I spread her legs and opened her pussy and kissing it and movi...g my tongue inside and sucking it hard and moving my tongue deeper and rubbing the pussy with my hand and touching the pussy walls with my teeth and she was moaning heavily this time and squirted on my face, and she felt very happy as she had the orgasm after 4 yearsNow she was hungry for my cock so we moved to 69 and started eating each others. She keeps the complete image of Harper dressing in her collection of favorite photographs. I’ve seen her contemplate that one as well as others more than once.I am having impure thoughts. I am ashamed of them but they are in my head and I cannot get rid of them. Harper is blameless in this, at least I believe she is. Sometimes I haven’t been sure. Around the time she graduated from high school and later when she was home from college, even once or twice when Sarah and I visited her at school,. It began, as it usually does with Rose, with gentle, sisterly touching. Nothing is ever hurried. A slow running of her fingers through my hair, perhaps, or the touching of our fingers across the table and the squeezing of a hand. An introduction to us slowly, tenderly, start undressing in front of each other. I see something new in Rose every time. The way her nipples are hard and erect all the time, not just on arousal. The way she always leaves her panties on, as if still teasing me. 12:30 . I had no idea where the money had come from, or why Mum hadn’t put it into the bank.The book contained a list of initials and addresses, most of which were local. Beside each were notations of payments made. For a long moment I simply sat on her bed and let the implication wash over me. Was Mum, with all her old fashioned ideals and 1950’s attitude to sex, actually a prostitute? What else could it mean? I put the book back and closed the drawer. Sitting on her bed, I stared about her bedroom..