I left both in a pile on the floor. Taking my hand she led me to the bed. Once curled up together she hugged me. “You were really nice to my mom,...even though she was kind of bitchy. Too bad Sara wasn’t there.”“Sara?” I queried.“Yeah, my sister Sara; she’s 16 and she looks a lot like me, only a little smaller if you can believe it. She has even more trouble with guys than I did.” She reached over my shoulder and turned off the light. We watched the TV for a while, our bodies entwined. She just chocked on the end and licked the shaft of it. After what seemed like forever she pulled it out of her mouth and began stroking it. “My husband’s is only 6 inches.” She said without missing a beat.“Wow. That must suck.” (Sorry, really corny.)“Ha-ha yea, but I like your tool even better.”With that she just went at my dick. There was no stopping her. I just stared down at her gorgeous blonde hair bobbing up and down over my dick. I couldn’t hold back anymore and gripped the back of her. My mom was sitting on the couch balled up under a blanket. What is the temperature in here i said. Its already down to 44F, and its only 11:00pm. What are we gonna do i said. We cant go anywhere and if we just keep sitting around waiting for the power to come back on where gonna get hypothermia? My mom simply responded "I know." We really don't have many options. We have to keep our body temperature up. Come sit with me under the blankets and see if we can both generate a lot of heat under the. That attraction was no small factor in her desperation to see him and talk to him. She would never admit to it, and would never consciously act on it, but it was definitely there."Come on!" she shrieked. "What are you waiting for? You must want to fuck me! After hearing your Dad do it all those times, don't you want your chance?" She stuck two fingers into her vagina and began pumping them in and out vigorously.Suddenly, she flipped over and crawled farther onto the bed. Then, on her knees, she.