“How old is her brother “.“Same age as me – 12”.“How often have you fucked her”.“I have no idea – a lot. We both have”.“Does she...mind” .“No- she enjoys it and often she asks us to do it to her”.“What about her brother don’t they know its wrong for brothers and sisters to fuck each other”.“Yep – but they don’t care. She cant get pregnant so she doesn’t care”.“Do you cum in her”.“Sure – she doesn’t mind”.“What happens if he fucks her first and cums inside her? What do you do?“I don’t care I just. When I pressed my dick at the entrance to her opening, her vagina looked way too small for my thick cock head. I gently pushed the head into her pussy. She raised up and positioned her right hand on my abdomen to slow me down. Even though I was eager to explore, I knew how to be gentle with a woman and take it in slow progressive steps.With my dick about a quarter of the way in her, I stopped pushing it in, and just focused on rubbing her thighs and legs down. I massaged, rubbed, and kissed. " It said."Who are you and why are you in my room!?" asked Kyle."Don't ask questions boy, I came to help you." Who are you? What are you doing here? I'm going to call 9-1-1 if you don't leave!" Kyle, relax." Kyle suddenly felt his muscles relax. He began to yell for help when the voice spoke again, "Kyle, don't say anything. Relax."Kyle felt himself fully relax. The voice spoke again, "Kyle, what is one thing you really want? I will do one thing for your benefit, just name it" Although. It wasn’t until I needed the toilet for the first time that evening that I realised the full ramifications of being in the care of my mother. Not only that but as she had to work my older sister was going to have to take care of me during the days. But my mother took care of me that night, calmly and gently reassuring me that it wasn’t a problem that she was having to strip me down so I could get on and off the toilet, and doing the other things that are necessary with that task.The first.