Slowing his breathing, he forced himself to think rationally.He had a distinct advantage; he could sense where Sorla was, so there was no way they cou...d hide her from him. He just had to hope they’d either taken Sara as well, or she’d fled. He hoped for the latter, but something told him wherever they were taking Sorla, he would also find Sara.Despite himself, the anger crept up inside him again; not the hot fury this time, but a slow, pulsing fire, sharpening his mind, lending him. “How do you want to do it this time?”I thought about it for a moment and then told him, “Lie down on the couch and let me do all the work. But you know what you’ve got to do this time, right?”He nodded, “Yes, give you a warning when I feel it happening.”“No!” I scolded him with my tone. “You have to warn me before you feel it happening, got it?”“Yes, Ma’am.”When my brother was in position on the sofa, I didn’t rush. I began stroking his already hard cock very slowly. Actually, I was really. I didn’t move. I wasn’t sure this was real. But when the head of my cock entered her passage, I knew I was in for a ride. It was tight and she worked it so that I slide all the way in. The first couple strokes were challenging and I think both of us hurt a little bit. But after a few moments, we were in the grip of passion. She was moving fast now and I realized that those wonderful tits were in my face. I watched them go up and down in total amazement. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I. I moved my other hand off her back towards her ass, wiping some of the pussy juice of my fingers onto the thumb of my other hand I began pressing my thumb around her asshole at the same time as pushing harder at getting my fist up her pussy, twisting and pushing time and again.It wouldn’t go in, her pussy was just to tight even after two kids, maybe later I thought. I stood up, pulling four fingers from deep in her pussy and grabbed my cock, spreading all the pussy lube around. I rubbed my cock.