‘Will you be home for lunch?’ his mother asked. ‘Probably not,’ he said. ‘You know Mrs. Williams. She thinks she has to feed me when I work ...ver there.’ ‘All right, then,’ his mother said. ‘Remember, your father and I are going up to Aunt Abigail’s for the weekend, so you’ll be on your own until Sunday night. Make sure you eat and get enough sleep.’ ‘Aw, Mom,’ Donnie said. He turned and walked out the door. He crossed the street to the Williams place and went around to the back door. He knocked. “Fuck me, brother mine. Love me! I know I can’t ever be more than your mistress. Your sister-slut. But I’ll take it.”I groaned as I sank into my sister’s hot, inviting depths. The incestuous feel of her pussy engulfed my cock. Zanyia purred, her rough tongue lapping at my muscular stomach, her tail swishing back and forth as she squirmed her cunt on my sister’s licking mouth.Kora rippled about me. I held my dick in her depths, savoring this moment of our union. Brother and sister welded into. I waited; you did not text back. I looked at the time. It was another half hour before 10pm. I closed my eyes and smiled as I wondered what naughty game you had in store for us. I had drifted off to a light sleep when the phone rang. I jerked and rolled over to push the speaker button on the phone on my nightstand as you instructed. I almost answered but remembered otherwise. I heard your voice, “Let’s go to my room, I’m on a higher floor,” followed by what I thought was a female voice, “okay.”. “Mmm, a little treat for me, I see,” he purred approvingly.His hand ran back and forth over the ruffles several times before he took hold of the waistband and pulled them down over her rounded cheeks.“There’s a sight I never tire of,” he said, caressing her bottom.Face down on the comforter she savored his touch, longed for more, sighing softly. She felt his open hands over her skin, his fingers closing as he grasped at her flesh, his thumbs tracing along the separation.He used his legs to push.