He could be rough if I asked him to because he would do almost anything to please me. I had been his pretend mother for almost a year now and we were...close because of it. I didn’t judge him…it was taboo but he was a sweet young man, I knew it wasn’t just lust…so I played the fantasy to make him happy. He was so beautiful, if one of my son’s grew up to be that gorgeous….“Ann, can I talk to you about something?” he asked.“Sure baby, you can tell me anything.” I said, hearing concern in his. I knew in my heart that Eddie was my brother and there could never be a serious relationship between us. I knew about incest and that it would not only be impossible, but illegal for a brother and sister to be romantically involved. I also knew how I felt about my brother. I knew that I was willing to take any chance necessary to be loved by him.I was just about the tell Eddie that I knew how he felt about Cindy, but he spoke first."Look, Jen. I know Cindy is your best friend and I would never. She was giving a good blow job to me. I had terrific feelings.Sally, let me confess my wife though likes fellatio never sparked sensation like you do. Flattered by my talk she took my rod more and more until saliva started falling from the spaces between lips. Her throat was almost choked so I removed penis which was until now stuck to her deep throat. Now she was inhaling fresh air. Boy, I was floating in heaven! My moans could not be heard as it was subsided with the sound of running. The dinner was perfect and elegant, of course. A small orchestra played Händel, Mozart and Vivaldi, the conversation was witty and spirited, never really vulgar, though many hints were dropped about the purpose of the evening.As nine o'clock drew closer Alyssia felt her anticipation harder and harder. With starry eyes she looked at Alexander and whispered: "I'm really getting nervous about this, love." No need to, my dear. I'm sure you'll find these people kind and helpful. I can see that.