It was a full minute before Mom said anything. "You certainly don't like doing things the easy way, do you?" Mom questioned."I thought you liked a cha...lenge?" I asked. Yes, that was a little bold of me but there is a method to my madness. If Mom was laughing, I had a chance of surviving.She laughed, "and you were supposed to be my easy child." I am easy. I'm just a little different." That you are. So when do I get to meet the girl who's stolen my daughter's heart?" Umm, Friday?" OK, and what. Then I felt something soft and damp entering my pussy. I looked down to see that Mel was eating my cunt. I placed my hands on the back of my sister’s head, pushing her hot tongue deeper into my dripping pussy.Mel reached up and began to squeeze and tug on my tits with her hands as she thrust her tongue deeper and deeper into my needy cunt. Mel moved her hands from my tities to my ass and squeezed my small cheeks hard as she sucked my sensitive clit into her hot mouth. It was like nothing I had. I returned to the cemetery just minutes before sun down and impatiently waited for her. Actually I was close to a half hour early. And If I could be early, why couldn’t she? I paced and waited for her. The sun came to rest behind the horizon and had finally begun to disappear when I heard behind me, “Ah, I see ye hae been anxiously awaitin’ for me. That’s good.” Only the way she said it, it sounded like “guid.”“Are you Scottish?” I asked again, wanting to know everything about her.“Aye that I. Still not up for a riding lesson, though! I’m more concerned with how YOU are though.’ Is that tenderness in his voice?‘Me? Why does that matter?’‘Well, silly, because you were pretty hard on yourself for an accident. That’s all it was, an accident. I don’t want you to beat yourself up over it.’‘You don’t?’ My eyes fill with tears again, but this is happy. ‘You don’t want me to feel bad, but I hurt you!’ I’m almost weeping again.‘You did, but it’s all over, and in a day or so, I’ll be fine. So.