I moved to her, wrapping her in my arms, hugging her as she finally, finally let go and cried into my shirt, dampening it with her agony.I held her he...d gently to my shoulder, another arm around her back. I whispered, "It'll be okay, Alex. It'll be okay," even though I wasn't sure it would. I could see no light ahead, just a long, endlessly long dark tunnel. I let her release the pent-up emotions she'd held under such tight rein. I held my sister, hurting for her. When she turned her face up to. The mom looks back over her shoulder at the kitchen door to make sure they're still alone. Then she turns and gives her sons cock her full attention. I couldn't respond."I just figured since you liked jerking off to this kind of stuff that you'd like it even more with your MOM watching. So, go head." She barked at me again.I'm confused I can't tell if she really wants me to or if she's just trying to make me as uncomfortable as she can. I'm thinking the latter although she couldn't have made me. Her breast were a nice 32B, which fit her 5'0 frame perfectly. Her ass was, perfect for her; tight, not overly large nor small, simply perfect.Today she was wearing a bright red blouse which was tucked into her black skirt. The package that was her was topped of with black high heels.Arrian couldn't help keep his mind from wandering.I bet she doesn't even weigh 105 pounds wet!Still she is very beautiful, not better than mom, but still... Arrian stopped himself. Where had that thought come from?. She squeezed him with a hug and shushed him as his cock extruded.Emmy’s occasional shriek echoed into the woods. Nut blew out his lip in frustration.“How’s Samira?” Maura asked.“Itchy!” The girl shouted from the other side of the tent. They had pilfered a bunch of Adam’s gear. The tent was big enough for four but the six of them and Nut had partied in there twice. A small camping table held a propane stove. They had swiped coolers from each of their houses. Maura had left carrying the resupply.