Distrustful of their own intent, they were sometimes afraid of what they were and what each really wanted of the other – he, sure he was only an inc...stuous shit keeping his pretty sister hostage, and she, just a brother-luvin` slut using his weaknesses to her advantage; he’d poke her too hard so she would bite him, she’d scratch him so he would make her swallow too much; he’d spank her, she’d hit him – he’d force her so she would fight him and she’d fight him so he would force her, and rough. After a little more chit chat and ensuring Nigel the Monica was all his the couple before me started. The room silent except the the sound of passionate lips kissing, Nigel went straight into my wife's panties and proceeded to finger fuck her, opening her legs wide for his probing hand at her married cunt, panties bulging with the in out movement of Nigel's hand. Not wasting time Monica rubbing his cock through his trousers until he broke away and stripped off returning to my wife with a full. "We're almost done. Now stand up and pull down your underwear. It'll be over before you know it." Are you serious?" he asked, wide-eyed. "You're really doing.... that?" Yes, we're doing that.. It's a testicular exam, so we're clear." But... but... you're...." No more excuses," she said firmly. "I do this every day. It's part of my job, even if you have an erection."A smile almost appeared as she spoke, but by pursing her lips, she maintained a professional amount of control. They both knew this. There we both were crying our eyes out while we hugged each other for dear life. Do you understand now?"Bobbie just slowly nodded her head and said, "I think so, but it makes you the most remarkable family I have ever heard of. What you're telling me, Andy, is that when you make your mother happy, she beams at you like sunshine. But when you're naughty, she's even more miserable punishing you than you are being punished. Since you can't stand to see your mother unhappy, you try your best to be.