I totally get that. Mom and Dad never quite understood why, but I grasped that you hated them both something fierce. It must have been a really intens... hate founded upon some real abuse or neglect or both. Those three women, none of them really ... got along with Uncle Troy, with each other much, with each other’s partner’s, or with any of their nieces or nephews. Three sisters, all of them a bit odd or nutty, only the one brother having any sanity at all. I guess I should watch out. Insanity. We all collapsed for a time, maybe Sam collapsed with her pussy over Qwit’s mouth, I guess she wanted to help him replenish supplies. At the same time I got her mouth for gentle “thank you so much” kisses. I am sure that wasn’t fair, I just wasn’t sure who was getting the better deal.After we had a bit of energy I dragged Sam into the shower for some hugging and kissing and cleaning. When I was done Qwit took over hugging, kissing and cleaning her while I put a breakfast together. I told them. “Rahul, come in,” she shouted. I went in and asked why did she call me.“Can you sleep with me tonight. I feel lonely without your dad. I would like to spend some time with you. What do you say?” she asked. I was looking at her beauty in her black baby doll dress that only covered up to her ass. I said yes without even knowing what she asked.She patted on the bed signaling me to hop in. So I thought she was asking me to sleep with her. I lied down on the bed leaving some gap between us. Mom. I placed my index finger in between her vaginal lips and started rubbing up and down. She was getting wetter every minute. I decided I had to see more and proceeded to remove her panties. This was an easier task as her legs weren't laying flat. As I slid the panties to her knees, I suddenly heard her speak, “What's going on?”, my anxiety was eased as she spoke again, “where are the others?” I could tell she was dreaming. I ignored this and eventually got her panties off completely. The first.