No longer would Sasha be afraid of being smothered underneath the Mistress’ fine ass. In that time the mistress put Sasha through a variety of smot...ering positions. This mostly involved the traditional straddle smother with the 69 position variant, with a few sessions involving Sasha laying on her stomach while the mistress guides Sasha’s head around her crotch, pressing down hard and grinding down when needed. On a few occasions the Mistress even smothered Sasha with her large breasts while. " "Really?" She nodded. "Yes." She sighed, and put on hand on my knee, and my cock immediately got hard. "And, you know, Mom and Dad are going to be gone all day." "Wait, are you thinking..." "Come here," she whispered. I leaned over, and she put her arm around me, and her hand on my chest, which she started caressing. "I know this is wrong and bad, you being my brother, but I don't care." She then leaned in, and pressed her lips against mine. My sister and I started to make out, her hand. We chatted and sipped one beer. Sheflirted so badly and now was suggesting sex and now this I had justtouched her pussy and the experience was so intense I came in my pants.I make my excuses and head to the bathroom. I am wearing dark jeans andthe damage is limited sure there is a small wet spot as I stand in thestall cleaning my spooge and trying to pull myself together. I leave thestall and splash water on my face."Get a grip Brad. Get a fucking Grip," I say to myself. I am embarrassedbut. By the time I had taken them off, my penis had grown to its fullest extent. I was now standing fully naked next to my mother, with a raging boner. My cock was leaking precum, only about 3 feet away from my mother. It was surreal, like in one of my many fantasies that I would dream about every day. I pulled myself together and kept telling myself that this is normal, that it's perfectly natural and nothing to be afraid of. That's how I managed to stand there, proudly exposing my rock hard cock.