I told her it wouldn’t matter as he was just in his lower kindergarden now and he would catch up, being my son ;). But she was firm and no matter ho... much I told her that I would miss her she told that she would miss me a lot too but she had to go. Well the day of her departure arrived and as expected when sarala left rohan cried a lot but me and my wife expected this. The next day as planned I took him to the mall and bought him some of his favourite toys. Everything seemed ok till he saw. Derek, this is my MOM!” And I looked at a boy essentially my daughter’s age, hair a bit lighter than hers, eyes more grey than blue, and she was holding HIS hand.Now, people, I know that at the age of twelve, it is not unusual for girls to go through that hand-holding phase, but boys at the same age are generally still in the ‘girls have cooties’ stage. And his hand was in hers and he looked like he’d found the Ark of the Covenant.Along with the arrival of Derek Helton came his twenty-something. His leg pressed up between her thighs, rubbing hard against her crotch."Sis, what's wrong?"A wild excitement saturated Jenny's loins and suddenly she found herself in the throes of an orgasm. She clung to her twin brother, her body shuddering, her spasming teen crotch pressed to his muscular thigh. Her eyes rolled back and her bare toes clutched at the mat. The orgasm lasted only a few seconds, then passed away as quickly as it had come on.Jenny pushed out of her brother's arms, trying to. I could see the outline of her pussy lips on the gusset of her suit. I continued up her thighs and was tempted to lightly rub a finger on her pussy but in the end I chickened out. I was just about to quit when she spoke up."Oh my God John, that feels so wonderful. Lola's father had great hands, but I think that yours are every bit as good as his were." Uh, thanks mom." I lay down on my lounge chair and soaked up the suns rays. It was a beautiful day, bright sunshine but not too hot. After a few.