Then once I was numb, I informed him that he can now fuck me. He pushed me back while he started to rise, ask the while his cock inside me. This is li...e a reversal of roles.I was now lying on my back and he was sitting between my spread thighs, his groin under my ass, while he is sitting perpendicular to me. A right angle. That’s when he took over control. He started pushing in slowly and gradually went grinding inside.But somehow it was the second time in my life that it happened, he hit my. Finally Jean replied, "Gee, I don't know, but I've been aware of these, um... feelings for the last couple of years.Another pause, briefer. "But now it's... " She stopped."More intense?" Mom offered."Yeah. Sure is. Sometimes it seems that's all I think about." Some older people would say that's not a problem... that's a blessing!" Mom laughed. Then asked, "So then, what IS the problem?" Golly, Mom... you know. I'm, uh, itchy and restless and I have these... you know, urges. And then I begin to. With her other hand she opened her pussy as much as she could and pressed the last lump of the stuff inside her, imagining her brother's cock entering her.She had never fantasized about her brother before, but now she was overwhelmed by the thoughts and images that popped, unbidden, into her mind. Her sister? Yes. Her brother? Never! Yet after pushing her fingers deep inside, wishing that she had thought to bring her dildo, she clamped her muscles around her finger and felt another powerful. Even if it was this young eighteen-year-old that I honestly wanted nothing to do with. ‘Did you just get off work?’ I asked. It was a little after three o’clock on a Thursday afternoon. I already had the beginnings of a beer buzz having had no plans to go anywhere or see anybody. ‘Yeah, I was supposed to work longer but we were slow, so I got to leave early’, she said. My first thought was that I couldn’t back down now. She’s eighteen and if something bad happens she’s going to tell everybody..