My mother’s wedding ring flashed on her hand as she reached out to cup my futa-sister’s small breasts. They were kneading each other’s tits, fin...ers digging into forbidden flesh.Isidora’s head drifted in. Her mouth nuzzled into our mother’s plump lips. They kissed, Mom’s eyes closing. She tilted her head to the side, whimpering and shuddering. Her fingers dug into my futa-sister’s tits.My pussy soaked my panties.My hands rubbed on my jeans as they came closer together, my futa-sister’s cock. Slowly, and gently his dick started to move within me."Mmm ... thanks." I said, tracing light circles on his arms.It was totally different from the hurried sex of yesterday. It almost felt ... well, normal. Like how a normal couple would be, instead of being forced to be his girlfriend.Bryan took his time inside me, waiting until my pussy got wet enough for him before he sped up.It didn't feel so bad now. Yesterday I was sore from everything, but I guess I had healed "down there" overnight .... But you're fucking her aren't you?" Well, in the technical sense, I suppose that I am. But what I really am doing, is examining her." With your penis?" Yes ... with my penis. You see, it's the only way that I really can examine her to determine what her true condition really is." Which is what?" Well, though I should probably examine her a bit further, my initial findings suggest that she has cunttooloosetonotice." Cunt too what?" Cuntooloosetonotice." That sounds serious Doctor!" Well, it can. I had a feeling that Braka and Baha would end up together as soon as she returned from Europe.----.----It was late March before we saw Rouen again and I was as glad to be home as I was sad. I’m always glad to be home again after a long absence but I’d traveled through considerably less than a quarter of the former Ilkhanate territory, which looked on maps to be only half the size of the Northern territory of the former Kipchak Khanate. I planned to visit there later this year, after the.