I should certainly be safe by now.”Brian asked, “Are you mad at me?”I replied, “Not at all Brian. I wanted it to happen just as much as you di.... In fact I wouldn’t mind if it happened again…real soon.”Over the next two weeks I let my brother have sex with me anytime that he wanted too. As Mom got better Brian and I got more creative at when and where we did it. Since Mom went to bed early, we made love on the couch that I slept on every night and then in the bathroom every morning. We. I’ll get it.’ She dropped her coat over the back of the chair facing me and went to buy her wine. When she got back she sat facing me and looked into my eyes. ‘You look good.’ ‘So do you.’ We talked and talked, nearly missing the time booked for our meal. We walked across to the Indian Restaurant and, as we did so, she took my arm and slipped it through hers. I cannot tell you how that felt. We ate and drank Cobra beer and we laughed almost all evening. It was about 10.30 when we had finished. Breakfast was cereal bars, with tea (water boiled on the tiny gas ring we’d brought) for the kids and coffee (instant coffee ... yuck) for me. It started to rain as we were dealing with that.There’s a reason the Lake District is as wet as it is. British weather mostly comes in from the Atlantic – warm (mostly), wet air, the water content of which condenses as it rises to clear high ground. Where we were, east of Lancaster, the annual rainfall is less than Cumbria, but still, we were on the west. Ever so gently, I licked at them and sucked them into my mouth, working my own cum off of them in the process. Chris’ body twitched as he began to giggle. Not from what I was doing, I knew that, he was giggling out of embarrassment, probably. It made sense, he’d just willingly pissed all over himself. I just continued what I was doing and licked up his shaft to the tip, catching all my cum along the way and saw that it was now, finally softening. I sat back up again and looked down at all the.