I could already see the flush of shame spreading. “No!” he said miserably. “Shh, shut the fuck up, Kevin!” I said urgently, stepping fully int... the room and closing the door behind me. “You’ll wake Art!” “Uh, oh god Mrs. K, I’m so s-sorry!” he stammered. “Shhh,” I said, leaning over him and pressing my finger against his lips. I wondered if my dangling breasts would entice him. I suspected they would. I am aware that I’m seen as a MILF. Many of Art’s friends stay the night in the lured hopes. When I’ve relaxed a little and am crying out overwhelmed by only the pleasure at having both holes violated you add another finger stretching me now as you feel your cock inside me through the thin wall that separates my playgrounds. You attempt to make a scissor motion with your fingers now to open me up so you can see inside and just the feel of it makes me wild. It makes you wilder though and your cock yearns to be in my arse now so you slide out of me, slick with my juices and replace your. " he said, sounding pissed off with me for even asking. He also said he didnt want me in the lounge as he gets up early for work and didnt want to have to be quiet around me while he made breakfast and got ready.So that night we went to bed. Me on the ground at the foot of my brothers big king size bed. My cock so hard all night I hardly slept as the drugs did their thing. My bro slept well (he jacked off while he was taking a shit earlier).I was having weird thoughts and dreams and. "Nothing special. I just felt like it." Drink your juice," Mom ordered, dishing out the scrambled eggs. "And eat up, both of you, or you're going to be late. As will I if I don't get out of here right now." She shoveled down her breakfast, gave us each a hug and peck and gathered up her things and was gone like a whirlwind.Sis and I ate in silence for a few minutes, neither of us being morning people. Then a horn honked outside."There's my bus! Shit!" She scrambled for her books."Where's your.