She was bright and energetic in the morning, giving me smiles and a kiss before heading off to class.I moped. I wandered the house at loose ends, the ...losed door down the hall threatening me; something I feared. Twice I approached it and turned away.Mid afternoon, I sipped scotch - something I never did at that hour - and tried to steel myself.The door was an impossible barrier. I stood in front of it, hand on the handle. Taking a deep breath, I opened it.Nothing had changed. Her flower-print. Saw for the first time her pussy-hair. A little darker than her head-hair and curly. And thick. It covered a rather high mound and smoothed it out.I saw something that I hadn't seen last night. I saw that there was more to a pussy than just hair. I seemed to continue further down between her thighs. How far could it go? Hurriedly I pulled the panties of mom and returned my attention focused again on my main goal.I reached out and put my hand on mother's cunt. Felt the harsh hairs under my. Not the small peck on the cheek one would expect a brother and sister to share. Lori's tongue went deep into her brother's mouth, exploring every corner her tongue would reach. Ryan's tongue mirrored hers in the tender mouth of his little sister.It had been difficult, lately, for them to share love at home. It seemed that every time they got close, their Mom was nearby, or showed up shortly after they had begun. Not sure of her reaction to the two siblings engaging in sex play, they tried to. "Come with me" she said firmly. Filled with apprehension I strolled behind her like a panting dog. We were under a dark tree I was able to see her only when the nearby street light flickered. Up-close she looked much better, easy going and definitely not a tough nut to crack."I hate crowd" she said, for a moment I thought she's gonna slap me left and right."So?" she queried. It was certain, she was a mono syllabled person."What do you at times when I am not in the kitchen?" she asked. I could.