Grabbing the note, and crawling to the living room, she waited near the couch, spotting a small box on the end table. Curious, but patient, she waited...for Max to finish up and come into the room.Max took the note from his sister and put it on the table without reading it. “I will get to that later, first, though, we need to deal with your obvious inability to do well at school. I don’t care how much class you miss sucking off the boys, or girls, you must keep your grades up or your Mom is going. You and I, we’d make it. And we did make it. ‘But I didn’t know how to tell you. I was so ashamed of my youthful mistakes. I was so worried what you’d think of me. And so, I made up the story about your father so you would be thinking of good things, not my shortcomings and I … I lied to you. And I am ashamed again. I lied and I wish I could crawl into a hole and disappear. I am so sorry, so very, very sorry. When Mom had finished her story, I wrapped her in a hug that was not as big as the. The c***dren are with my folks for the weekend. Could we maybe finish what we started before?"My cock spring up hard and firm against her hip. I knew she could feel it and I wanted her to know that I was more than ready to continue where we left off. I stood up and picked her up as if she was a feather and carried her to my bed. When I sat her down she started to unbutton her shirt. "NO! Let me undress you!She stopped and stood before me. My hands went to the buttons of her shirt and slowly, as. Soon he let go of my hand, letting it do what it wanted. The up and down motion didn't stop when he stopped. I was slowly jerking him, listening to his moans. His hand found it's way to my lap, and stared feeling me through my pants. My cock was already hard, and wanting the attention. He reached over with both hands now and undid my pants, indicating that I should push them out of the way. I did as I was directed without my hand removing itself from his hardness. We were slowly rubbing and.