The ladies left with full tummies, containers of turkey salad and pimento cheese and any stray cinnamon rolls that had survived, with kisses and hugs....It was one of the best days of my life. Chloe and Amanda stayed and helped with the clean up, talking about how much fun they’d had. Just before they left I got out the two pans of cinnamon rolls I’d held back, gifting to them for such a splendid day.Amanda sighed. “When Marcus and Tammy taste these I’m doomed. You know you have to teach me how. “Hang on,” he said. “I’m sending you a picture. Be prepared, he’s naked in it.”I nodded, and waited on it to come through. It did, and I clicked on it.I finally took a breath, before I passed out. Goddam, I thought. Holy fuckin’ goddam shit. There, forever captured in a giant jpeg, was my own dear brother. Stark naked, holding his hard, red ... cock ... in one hand, and his balls in the other. He had a funny look on his face ... and I looked closer. White shit was shooting out the end of his. "Hoover! Mum says breakfast is ready! So get up!" i replied back.Now i knew this would annoy her, as Hoover was the dirty nickname the local lads gave her, because she sucks better than most Dysons!"Fuck off! Asshole!" she snapped angrily, before grabbing one of her pillows and launching it at me.I quickly ducked back out of the room, and the pillow hit the wall as i left, i then strolled down to the next door and kicked it open, and then stepped inside.It was dark, the curtains were drawn and. We put on some of grandmas old clothes from way back when she was young. Frilly hats and long dresses that was all yeller colored now. Jen took off Bens blindfold. We paraded around all sexy like and gave him a peek-a-boo show. We lifted up our long dresses and let him peek at our pussys. We slowly unbuttoned our fronts and let him see our titties. Grandma was a saloon whore back in them days and said men give her coins to let them hump her. I said: Ben, you gotta give us coins to hump us, ya.