The days before the fair were horrible for Anna, for her brother began demanding to fondle her whenever he wanted, and she had to wear just her frock ...o make it easier for him. He would come up behind her when no one else was looking, reach up under her skirts, and roughly feel her up. But horrible as it was, and the even-more-horrible orgasm on her face the inevitably followed, Anna found herself having new sensations whenever he would grasp her tiny pussy with his hard hands. She even. I let out some loud moans; it was a matter of second for my load to cum out, my cock began to hurt, I could feel it was ready to explode, hearing mom moan while stroking it and watching het tits juggle over her dress. Me: don’t stop mommy, stroke it harder, harder.Mom: moaning of joy, cum all over mommy’s titis. Me: am cumming!, am cumming!I came all over mom breast, omg!! It was amazing watching my cum running down over moms tits.Mom kept stroking as I kept moaning out of control. She slide. The challenge was to keep from cumming while trying to bring her to the same point. If she came first, we could continue. If I did, the game was over for awhile. I was trying to learn to make it last as long as possible for me while sending her over the top as many times as I could.As I ate her pussy, I thought how until a few months ago I hadn't even seen her naked, or any girl for that matter. I was so lucky to have her. She stopped sucking my dick to lift her head and cry out as I made her. After dinner, she was done doting on me, or had finished showing off her affections to me to all the catty waitresses. Aside from her having rubbed her foot up the inside of my calf during dinner nothing of note happened. As we were walking home, she stopped and looked up at me with eyes so blue the sky was jealous. She said, ”Don, honey, can you spring for a motel room? I want to be with you really bad, but Daddy probably won’t like the motel on my card.” Of course I could, and we walked.