As I slept my older brother (Sean) entered my room and discovered me naked with my dirty panties next to me, seeing me and my still wet pussy turned h...m on he later told me how he just had to jerk off over my boob’s as he sniffed my dirty panties. I awoke to my brother’s cum hitting my breast and face and cought him cumming over me, I should have been angry but instead I was frilled, and watched the last drop’s of sperm drip from the end of his big hard cock.When Sean realised I was awake he. Oh, God…I haven’t cum that hard ever.I just came like a prostitute in front of my son. Oh God damn sneha what were you thinking? She thought.“Well…that was a little weird.” She said, breaking the silence.“Yeah…a good sorta weird though Amma.” He sighed.She looked down at his shorts and the messy aftermath.”Oh sachuu, your shorts are soaked. Get into the shower and rinse off. I’m gonna go out and get dressed.” She said.“Okay, amma.” He said.Later that night Sneha sat in her bed as her husband. That smile was so cute. It was a relaxed and gentle smile. I was wondering what went through that mind of hers now. She didn’t say anything, she only smiled. ‘I hope none of this gives you a wrong impression. They aren’t really crude or obsessively over the edge, I don’t think so at least. That’s really relative though, isn’t it?’ ‘Where are the two stories about me’, she asked breaking her silence. She was curious and maybe humbled some. I got her to those pages on my web site I had. ‘Is this. I wrapped him up in it like a cocoon. I quickly cleaned the tiniest splotch of blood from the porch and made sure there was none in my living room. My adrenaline must have been pumping because I had no problem carrying him through the house and through the door into the attached garage. Moving the package containing his body to one side, I opened the overhead door and backed my pickup inside. I quickly loaded him into the back of the truck and piled other rubbish that had been collecting in my.