My cock stood at attention; saluting my forgotten embarrassment and fears. I lay on my back looking up at my brother. I was afraid the moment had com... to an end. Randy laid beside me looking me in the eyes. The back of his hand touched my lips.“This is what you really want,” he asked, “Isn’t it?”I nodded and closed my eyes as new tears fell from them.“Don’t cry then,” he whispered kissing the tears from my cheek, “It’s OK.”I opened my eyes to my brother’s smile. He stood up and quickly. Her hair was still silver with age but the breast he now held in his hand was firm and full. The nipple rose up asking to be sucked. A moan came from her lips, now sore from the long deep kiss. She ran her hands across his chest. The muscles were taut but the silky hair that covered him was silvered, not the black she remembered. His mouth answered the nipple with licks and soft bites. Her hand slid across his flat belly. He was hot to her touch and shivered when he felt her fingers begin. Got there about four to an empty house. I unpacked, had a shower, and sat down with a beer and a smoke to catch up on my mail for the week. Motels sure make you appreciate being home.Linda got home at her usual time. We kissed and she got supper ready. During supper I told her about my trip, and how there might be a bonus in it for me. The Company usually made it worthwhile. We continued talking as she washed the dishes and I dried.Later sitting and watching TV, I asked, "How did your week. How she wished she was in my place, thought Tammet. Instead, she had to stalk the deep woods, seducing bandit brutes into killing each other to protect her forest. He almost laughed at her despair, his tongue trying to worm its way into his goddess’ tight vaginal opening for the thousandth time today, licking at the flavorful honey that leaked from within. Oh how she wishes she could be the one, testing the tightness of this tiny cunt. So tight a tongue can’t penetrate beyond the tip. What.