He murmured that he could do some really good work shooting me, if he could forget I was his sister. I shot out of my chair and jumped into his lap fa...ing him. I put my hands on his chest and begged him to shoot me. When I felt his chest, it was not like the high school boys I had dated. The time Brad had spent in the gym had paid off. His chest was broad and muscular. As I sat in his lap with my hands on his chest, I also became very aware that I was sitting on a hard erection.Saturday morning. Fuck ... fuck...” she gasped, her face flush.“What happened?” Kaden asked. Ava’s bare foot had ended up in his lap and was now pressing against his half-chub.Ava pointed at the card on the floor. Kaden picked it up. It said, “‘Orgasm.’”“WHAT--?” Kaden goggled at his babysitter. “So ... you just pretended to ... do that?”Ava sat back up shakily, leaving Kaden’s crotch feeling abandoned by her foot. “No ... that was real. The game...”“It’s just a game,” Kaden said.Ava paused, suddenly. "Oh, I know. But every time I rub it, I get lucky."She snickered, amused by my rather insipid double entendre. She opened her legs, challenging me to prove whether I could walk the walk as well as talk the talk. I accepted the task, kissing her briefly before disappearing beneath the covers, kneeling between my mother's outstretched legs. Shrouded in darkness, I relied on my sense of touch and the scent of her arousal to guide me to her cleft, working at her with my mouth, tounge, and teeth. By. "Suck it."Trina opened her mouth and went to work on blowing her former boyfriend, and tried to think about anything else but this day. He took hold of her head and began face-fucking her as tears rolled down her cheeks. As her deep regret, humiliation, and pain took hold, something unexpected happened."Fuck!" Robbie exclaimed as be smashed his dick against the hard bathroom door.Trina had apparently mindlessly phased right through it. She had a self-congratulatory look in the mirror but she.