And then he stiffened, grabbed me by the waist again, slammed me all the way down, and bellowed like a bull as his prick twitched inside of me. I tent...tively put my arms around his neck and held him as he panted into my hair. I stroked his head and told him how good he felt inside of me. But after another minute, he lifted me off, set me aside on the seat, and pulled up his underwear and pants.Too soon, I was in the front seat and we were driving again. I felt his cum dripping out of me and. Her own, full blood brother. She knew no one would ever understand how she could feel this way about her very own brother, and worse still that most would say it was wrong and that it must be stopped. But how, Anna wondered, could anyone seek to stop a love that was so pure, so right, so explosive? Surely that was more wrong than the indulgence of the love she and John, that was often so cruelly called ‘i****t’, shared? Morally deemed so wrong, yet physically so, so right, how could this love. .. the delicious squelching sounds of her soaking wet pussy were driving me wild... and I began to tease her throbbing clit with the tip of my cock... It was SO hard... throbbing... dribbling precum all over her clit and mixing with her delicious wetness... I pressed the end of my dick onto her clit, rubbing the end of it into her, just holding it there, firmly pressing down on her clit while my fingers still pulled at her G spot... her pussy was spasming wildly, opening up and tightening down. She smiled into his bedroom eyes. "It'll give us time for an early fuck."Heather was wearing a fluffy cotton bathrobe, and from long experience Chris knew that the robe would be the only thing she was wearing. He parted the top of the robe and cupped her full breasts in the palms of his hands, at the same time he strummed her nipples with his thumbs. Heather shrugged off her robe and tossed it over a nearby stool. She grabbed her son's cock and pulled him across the kitchen where she hopped up.