" Uh, yeah. I thought I'd find out more about that." You mean you want to learn about the 'birds and the bees'?" She was trying, unsuccessfully, to su...press a giggling fit. "If you're a day over fourteen, I'll eat my hat... which I happen not to be wearing just now. That's all we need, trouble with the authorities over contributing to the delinquency of a minor. I'll have someone escort you back to the front gate." No! Wait! I'm overage. I mean I'm of age. I'm eighteen and I came to learn about. Kathy wanted to get her hands on her younger brother's private parts, and not likely for para-medical purposes. How much experience did her 15 year old daughter have? Was she still a virgin? Had one of the boys at school, or even more than one, gotten his hands on her extremely ripe breasts? Had she fondled a cock, or worse, had she ever taken one into her mouth? Or into her... ? Connie couldn't bring herself to even think that word.Yes, it was definitely time for more mother-daughter. ...so what would I do these next few days ? the more I thought the more depressed I became, and now it was going dark on the worst Christmas eve ever. I'd just poured a very large Scotch with a view to getting 'stoned' and sleeping my way through the festive season when the front door bell rang. "Hell ! what are you doing here - and you're soaked through." It was my brother, "Mum and Dad's gone on holiday - you know - here's a towel..dry yourself....where's Susan?" He sat. She leaned her head back as he massaged her tits in his hands, kissing the underside of her jaw up to nibbling at the nape of her neck, causing a slight gasp to come from her lips. He worked on kissing and sucking down her throat and then looked before the sight of her cleavage. He smiled as he looked at the locket that was resting between her breasts. He was glad he gave that to her. He pulled her breasts apart and licked right up the valley in one long lick, before starting to kiss and lick.