She was right about everything." She was silent for a spell, then finally looked up toward me. "I have had so many lovers in my life, Fred, but you ar... my most special. And I have had so many friends ... but of all of them, Auntie was ... she ... she was the best friend I ever had. When she died, I thought my life was over. But she had told me ... the work must go on. And so it did. And so it shall." I don't understand," I told her."Then I will tell you. I will explain why I can never leave. She had always been considered ‘plain’, and ‘just one of the guys’ in school, with none of the boys she had known showing the slightest interest in her physically. She was the girl the guys would come to asking advice about how to get a girl’s attention. She was never the one whose attention was desired. Her girlfriends had all told her that they envied her raven hair and almond eyes. She had always ignored them, assuming they were just trying to boost her self esteem. Even now, none of the men. At the mention of the word farm, Pam sank down against the front seat, not sure if she should be sad or happy, nervous or animated and filled with positive expectations. She recalled then what he had said to her the night they had discussed their relationship, the night which had culminated in a bout of searing anal and animal sex. She cringed slightly, almost as if she could still feel his powerfully thick virile member surging in and out of her stretched and burning asshole.But the pleasure. I pulled Pam into my body. I could feel her hard nipples pressing against my chest. We kept kissing and I brought my hands up to her shirt. I cupped her tits and then got my hands up under her shirt. I pulled the shirt up over her head. Pam unsnapped her bra. I got my first look at her ripe melons. There wasn't any sag in her breasts.I lifted my sister up and carried her into her bedroom. I dropped her onto the bed and then stripped my clothes off. Pam got a good look at my long prick."Oh my.