As he felt the first of the big man's thick, hot, sticky, gooey, and juicy sperm spurt into his mouth, Jane/Joe let out a moan that not only surprised...himself, it scared him, too. For, as the big man unloaded, with his cock head expanding and contracting violently, his balls rising up, his dick twitching and pulsating madly, his cum flooding his mouth and going down his throat, he knew he had, for the first time in his life, developed a love for cocks. And a love for cum, too. It was. The only reason I think Masters is her is that there’s a picture of Masters in our archives and she looks like Prosser might have back then. I have a source who says they are definitely one and the same and who also told me about the bribe.’‘Who’s the source and don’t tell me a good journalist always protects her sources because we both know it’s bullshit.’‘Oh, come on Arnie.’‘Come on my arse. If I don’t know who your source is I don’t know how to deal with this.’I smiled at Arnie. ‘It gets. I knew this was dangerous territory and that waking her up could ... hell, I didn’t even know what it would do. Would her mind just adjust to any discrepancies between how she saw the world, and general societal opinion toward brother-sister fucking?Or would it break her?Even though I knew I was treading on thin ice, I couldn’t stop myself. I had to keep exploring, keep asking questions.Over the next twenty minutes, I blew right past my standard time-limit, asking her every hypothetical I. "OK, I'll look, see you a minute," Sofie said."See you, Sofie," I replied.We waited for a minute, before we said anything, and we had to act quick. She wasn't gonna find Amber in the kitchen or anywhere else, except in the bathroom with me."Shit, we gotta be careful, or she'll find out about us," Amber said."Well, if she does, then she does. Let her be pissed off," I replied.We kissed again and we hurried out. Amber went to the front door, to make it seem like she just came back in."Where were.