Mom had been really understanding when we had talked about it, and we had already tried it once on the bed, but that had not worked out. I had been re...dy to give up then, but mom had taught me I shouldn't quit so easily, so we were now trying it again. Mom had thought it might be a good idea to start like this. It wasn't really the same as being with a girl, of course, but mom was trying to do her best.Mom bent down and started again. Her lips were slow and gentle at first and then slowly she. "I blame those concrete cows," I said trying to lighten the mood. "Ilost my Dad to Milton Keynes last year and now I will loose Anna." Ipaused for a second and then asked, "can I go up?"Mrs Scott just nodded, still worrying about her only child.Anna's door was shut so I gently knocked and said, "hi Anna, it's Bill." Come in," she replied.When I opened the door Anna was lying on her bed and it looked likeshe'd been crying. Her main light was off and her room was illuminatedby her bed side lamp.. I tell her “You’re doing sooooo good!” and push my cock back into her mouth. Moving my hand to her ass I start to rub her. When I move my hand under her dress she starts to sob harder but doesn’t miss a beat. I reach into her panties placing my palm over her bush and slide my finger up and down her slit. She lets out a whine and holding about half of my cock in her mouth, begins to sob heavily as my finger explores the entrance to her pussy. Her pussy is dry as a bone, clearly, she is not. ”“Who was that?” my lovely sister said stretching her arms out.“Mom and Dad are working out, in the basement, I thought we’d stay here for a while longer, OK?”“Kiss me, please?”Never one to refuse the request of my sister, since she was nine and I was eight, I leaned over her, and we had another one of those magically hot kisses.I moved myself over her with both of my legs between hers, as we commenced the kiss, with neither of us wanting to stop. My dick was getting hard, again, and enlarged.