'Now can I get back to sleep sister dear', she said sarcastically, 'Shall I lick yours', I asked her earnestly, 'No, I just want to sleep', she replie..., then as an after thought, 'I will fuck Hugo in the morning', she added, and I smiled wryly, choose your cock and mount it, we had that power over men, even though Hugo did not know it, we had decided it, I wondered if he was lying in bed in the next room thinking about his naughty teenage nieces, and the unknown pleasures that awaited his. Wake up? Are you mad at me? What did I do now? What did I say wrong? C’mon, it’s Valentine’s Day. Happy Valentine’s Day. Get up.’ I remember she looked like she was sleeping. She looked at peace. Only, she looked pale and she was cold to the touch. I couldn’t awaken her this time. I had made her breakfast, coffee and toast, and delivered it to her, when she still hadn’t come downstairs at the stroke of 10am. A woman who never slept past 7am, it never occurred to me that she was dead. I figured. She asks, ‘Have Auto-doc run a DNA test on the baby. And congratulations, I had expected it to be sooner.’ He puzzled over that. Why would she think they could have a baby? And ... He puzzled over the fact that HIS mother had hair, too!She dreamed of warm places and of cold places. Joyfulness, Sadness, Fearful, Anger, Disgust, Trust. Feelings flowed over her like being caught in a downpour. Like being swept into a mountain stream. She fell over a waterfall of opposite emotions intermixed,. Noel’s tugging now intensified and he had to suppress the horny sounds emanating from his lips.As if in unison with Noel’s excitement, Alfred also began to tug on his cock with tenacity. Alfred’s body now began to glow with sweat as his head moved back and forth as the intensity level of his actions started to peak. When Alfred finally began to unload, Noel could not believe the amount of spunk that sprayed from Alfred’s knob. Lashings of jizz erupted haphazardly on Alfred’s chest and stomach..