Dad came into the living room a few seconds later; I had my back to them so they couldn’t see the stain.‘Bethan’, he said questioningly. ‘Are ...ou alright?’‘Yes father, how was your night?’ I said quietly and timidly.‘It was ok,’ said Bethan’s mum. ‘Turn around Bethan sweetheart’‘Mother, Father, I’ve had little accident’ I timidity had gone now… it was just plain fear.‘For fuck sake; what is it this time! You silly bitch – ‘At this, my mother gipped my father’s arm gently; trying to get him to. You guide me over and into the bath; you tell me in kneel down in the bath facing you and to put my arms behind my back. You then tell me` I’m going to clean that cum off you now, don’t try to open your eyes until I tell you, right`? `Ok ` I say, I wait for the shower to start so I can clean off all this sticky cum of yours.I hear more clicks as I take it you take more pictures. Then I start to feel a shower as it hits my face and over my head, I feel it cleaning me, but then I smell someone, I. “I touch your hip with the tip of my finger, tracing up your side,”I heard a soft moan, barely audible. “My finger outlines your breast. You slide your hand onto my throbbing bulge. You squeeze your brother’s dick.” Another soft moan. “I slide my hand under the hem of your nightshirt, tugging it up until I see a patch of red peeping from between your legs,” I breathe, feeling my cock begin to stir under my steering wheel. “ My hand slides up your soft belly until I find your pretty breast. I. Kristel gasped aloud as my dick rode over the surface of her clit, continuing it’s downward journey. ‘Yesss….hurry. I need it so bad.’ she begged through clenched teeth. She threw her arms around my back and dug her fingernails into my flesh. I moved my dick in little circles, coating the head with her juices as I prepared to make the final plunge. Kristel was panting hard, her body covered in sweat. She was a woman on the edge. I positioned my dick at the entrance of her pussy and was about.