I don’t know why they were called sanitary ... and ... with the help of fingers and a hairbrush ... had managed to shred her hymen.There exists a ch...ap hairbrush with an extremely pronounced thumb rest which seems to attract girls. The brush, when held by the bristle end is well known to relieve tension and stress.Of course, I didn’t KNOW. It was just a hairbrush.For the first time, I was present when she bought tampons ... a revelation. My daughter, who had already admitted to finger play, was. I was only trying to protect my sister...at first. I always thought of myself as a good person but, when it came down to it, I couldn't resist temptation.It all started at a kind of a lonely time in my life. I'd never been that social in school, and college was proving no different. I didn't have many friends, and lately the one guy I could usually count on Kirk had been blowing me off with stupid excuses about stuff he had to do, so I was feeling down. It didn't help that I was still living at. I knew the odds of my remaining employed were slim, but I still held out hope. It was silly, but it was the only thing I could do to keep from falling into a deep depression. First thing next morning, I headed to the training facility where I had spent the last two weeks of my life. On my way there, I got a call from Cindy. I told her the situation and promised to give her a call as soon as the verdict had been handed out. I hung up just as I entered the parking lot. Ten minutes later, I was. I pulled back, and said, “I heard you and Mom”, He stopped moaning.“Are you mad Kalynn?” He asks me. “I was at first, but something overcame me, the sounds turned me on sir, and all I wanted was to have you”. I replied“Good Kalynn, that’s the way it’s supposed to be”, he said as he pushed my head down to his rock hard cock. I took the head of his cock between my wanting lips, I could taste his pre-cum and something else, my mother’s juice. I fondled his hard ball sacks I could feel that they.