She knew that for all his supposed "experience"--which could range from a couple of feeble jerkings inside some terrified girl to peeking through the ...athroom keyhole as his mother took a shower-- he was no match for her now that she had wholeheartedly abandoned her vows and was intently after his slim, virile body. She placed the thumb and forefinger of her left hand on either side of the soft, moistly pink lips of her vagina and spread them slowly apart, revealing the trembling red bud of her. ” A rebellious stubborn light that all the brothers had come to dread entered Ruby’s eyes. “Have none of you thought that maybe he didn’t walk out on us. Perhaps there’s more to this; he could have gone into the woods and gotten into trouble …he could be lying in a ditch somewhere…” Ruby bit her lip close to tears. “Why would he leave us?” she queried when what she really wanted to shout out was: why would he leave me? “Hush now,” soothed Bashful taking her in his arms. “OK, I’ll have a word. I slowly lowered my body sliding it deep in her as far as it would go. Our bodies met. She was hot inside. Her whole body felt so good as I lay on her slightly rubbing up and down on her. Her little tits scanned mine as she looked down at them. My cock throbbed even more. Her breathing was getting deep with a slight moan. I held my body tight against her there for a moment feeling the heat inside her pussy and then slowly started pumping. She was looking straight into my eyes as I slowly slid. I pulled it down, exposing her large breasts. She didn’t wear a bra. She had a tattoo on her left breast, a triangle with the letters C, C, and V in each point. One C, at the top of the triangle, for my father Clint. The other C for my mother, Cheryl, and the V for my Aunt Vicky. It was a symbol of my mother’s submission to my father.Since his passing, my brother had taken over dominating them, giving the two women what they craved.My hands grabbed her breasts. I squeezed them, loving them..