As always, she paused as the wave of sorrow passed over her. Closed her eyes. Let memory do its thing. Taking a deep breath, she opened them again. Ba...k to work.Looking down, she paused in her knife work. It did look like a log now, a small version of those the sawmill had been cutting for two years. Holding it up, she examined the round end. A little smaller than she would have liked. Still, she could experiment with the notch. How deep should it be? Yet another good question. Carefully. All the while, as her legs were spread, he could see more glistening moisture from her vagina. She was getting wetter, and it was apparent she was enjoying what he was doing to her. She was undeniably aroused.Jimmy, I hope you are not touching me like that for your own pleasure. I am assuming all of this is leading up to our desired goal.”“Absolutely Mom…I am getting you ready for the insertion. I can’t just ram it in without preparation because it would be too painful.”"Okay, Honey…I trust. Combine that with solid C cups and you had one pretty hot body.What I really liked about her though was her ass. It was perhaps the best I have ever seen. It wasn't one of those little butts. This was a true ass, bubbly and ready to be spanked. I remember once I had talked to her and she told me she didn't like the feel of jeans, so she frequently wore those black tight spandex legging things. Today was one of those days. As we got out of my car I made sure to walk a little behind her so. A few times in the last month she had taken to calling me “big brother”, which actually gave me a bit of a glow. Being an only k**, I had always wondered what it would be like to have a younger sister. And now I seem to have had one adopt me.“Dude, that’s so radical! I mean, it’s like 60’s stuff, kinda like the Beach Boys but instrumental. I knew who they were, because of Hawaii 5-0 of course, and I knew most of the songs on the album, but the way they were played blew my mind!”He then went.