It was then that I truly understood the relationship between a mother and her son, and what made mom different from any girl, even someone like Jennie... A son's balls and his mother's throat throbbing in unison was a beautiful and peaceful moment that would be impossible to replicate in any other kind of relationship.It felt like I shot at least three or four times as much as I ever had when using my own hand. Mom's head was still bouncing, she was making sure my balls were completely empty. It. Frank was taking the boys to the Baseball Hall of Fame forthe weekend. Richard was supposed to go along but,unfortunately, his uncle called and said he needed him to helpwith some family matter. He could not pick Richard up untilsaturday night as he would be away on business until late Friday. After Frank and the boys left for the weekend, Richard and Ihad dinner. After dinner he helped me clean up. We then watchedsome TV and chatted. He is a bright, outgoing young man. Abouteleven o'clock,. The room was so big and luxurious. After switching on the lights, I had a view of the room.I quickly went to Neha and removed my T-shirt, and threw it away. I held her top and took it off over her head, giving freedom to her boobs as she wasn’t wearing a bra. I took a clear view enjoying her beauty from top to bottom. She was wearing a black panty which was already soaked in her juices.I quickly jumped on her and held her neck in both hands. I kissed her on the lips, sucking those soft lips of. She had always worn a robe in the past, but not anymore, not always anyway. I also lost a lot of my modesty as far as my brother was concerned. I wasn't cavalier about it, but I didn't think twice about standing in the bathroom fixing my hair or putting on makeup in my underwear. The fact is; it made things easier. Neither my brother nor I had to wait for the other one to get ready to go out of the house.We still allowed each other privacy for certain bathroom functions, but that was about.