I was mesmerized by the sight and (as anychild does) instinctively put a hand slowly out to touch her breasts."NO, don't touch them" she admonished me... and I quickly withdrew my hand.But my face must have shown my hurt and disappointment, because shesighed, made a face and then said, "Oh all right", and told me to giveher my hand. She was about to gently place my hand on her breast when thepimple (I didn't know it was called a nipple back then) on it start tostiffen and grow larger."Your. What he's doing is amazing and all I'm able to do right now is lay with his cock next to my head as I stroke it with my hand and selfishly focus on pushing my ass back onto his face.I can't help myself as I rise up again, pushing with my hand against the bed so I can get better leverage to press myself onto Steve's tongue. The pleasure he is giving me is something I've never fault and it's got me on fire with lust. I want what he's doing to me but I also want him to have his release as. ..” Mark commanded her. He was breathing hard and loud, and suddenly he softly whispered, “oh Mandy, I’m going to cum!” He had one hand holding the bed post, and the other had a fist full of her long curly locks, not allowing her to move away from him at all. She stuck his dick deep into her mouth, and within seconds, a thick white stream of glorious cum flew from the tip of his dick into his sisters throat. She pulled it out to let him see as she swallowed all of it. He was pleased. After. ”“Very well, father.”He watched his son leading the small group away, and then turned to Mathew. “It’s good to have you back so soon, my brother, now come along – there is much to discuss and not too much time – I believe.”They walked through to a small drawing room and Jonathon directed his brother to take a seat on one of the comfortable chairs near the fire.“Whiskey?” he offered from the corner cabinet.Mathew nodded. “It’s been a god-awful day – I could use a shot or two,” he sighed.“Oh?”.