Her Mom didn’t answer. It wasn’t right, but she did want to be fucked. She could see Sam’s cock was fully erect again, she could see Jo stroking...him, she longed to be fucked, she yearned to feel a stiff cock inside her, eventually she answered, “Please, yes please fuck me Sam”Sam stood in front of his Mom as Jo guided his hard cock between their Mom’s pussy lips. She was so wet and her labia were so puffy from the orgasms she had just had, his cock soon found her bright pink pussy. He pressed. ”“If you ever tell who gave you your smoking hot body, you’ll revert back to how you look now.”“They can put me in front of a firing squad, and I’ll still not tell. Lucien - you have got to help me. PLEASE?”“Bend over and suck Marti’s titties as she sits on the table. Don’t be shy, stoop lower and eat that pussy like you love it.”“I do love pussy. My sister and I eat pussy each time she comes over. You should meet her, Lucien. She would become one of your most beautiful models. Give that girl a. But it would have to feel right, and would have to be someone I felt totally safe with.”She glanced at me and then looked away, blushing fetchingly. Well, this was an idea I had been nursing for a long time, the dream of fucking my little sister. I smiled at her and pondered how I could make it happen. In the end, it didn’t require any scheming, just a little patience.One night we were watching figure skating on TV (one of the nice things about having a bisexual sister is that you can compare. ” So that’s why Andy did that. He was so considerate.“Really, dear,” Mom said at dinner, “must you two sit so close together in church?”“You know, Andy’s dad wanted him to go to church. When he learned that he was going to sit with me in church, he thanked me for his being in church.” And she reminded herself to tell Mr. Trainor that they went to church in Urbana when they were in school. He’d be pleased. “When we sat together in church, you complained. Now you complain of the way that we sit.