“I love you. You're always so good to me.” “I love you too, little brother,” I said. Max began to cry. “Oh, don't cry!” I said, and moved ...ver to the sofa, next to him. “Here, come here!” I took him in my arms and held him, and while he hugged me and sobbed, I kissed his wet face, and stroked his soft hair. Still sobbing, he kissed my cheeks and my forehead, and when I dried his tears with the back of my hand, he kissed my lips over and over again. I held his head and kissed him. His tongue. Thenthe tears started coming. I wasn't sure if they were tears of sorrowor tears of happiness, which I was hoping they were.When I got home my mascara was running down my cheeks. Mom asked mewhat I was crying about. I told her the whole story and how this wasall overwhelming me. She gave me a big hug and again stated thatwhatever I wanted to do, she would still love and support me. Shealso suggested that I take up Dianna's offer and talk with her. Iagreed. We talked for over an hour.I showed. Then I pussyfucked her for a few minutes really vigorously until she screamed on two occasions, and on second time she orgasmed. It was so intense for her that she started crying a little, which honestly turned me on, too. After some tender moments, I initiated again, because I was still super horny and ready to explode. She lay in the same position, I penetrated her anally with her legs up, while kissing her feet and sucking on her toes. Having her toes sucked while being fucked drives her. It seemed such an invasion of her privacy to be fucked by an oversized plastic cock for all the world to see. My Master’s hand ran up her meaty-thigh to her belly button, circling it, then down the far thigh as far as he could comfortably reach. Lindy’s legs were pried wide-open at an exaggerated angle. It appeared Master didn’t want to lean into her or add any additional weight that would just aggravate her predicament. She attempted to lift her hips as his fingers came tantalizingly close to.