“I know, pumpkin. Come here.” She pulled him into a hug and let him rest his head on her shoulder. She patted his back. “I know you’re having ...rouble controlling your thing. Most teenage boys have these problems, you just have more going on down there than most boys. You’re pretty far out on the bell curve. That’s why I’ll continue to help you until we can figure out an alternate solution. But no more sex, okay? Neither one of us should do that to your father.”“Okay, Mom.” Daniel’s hands. " He gave her a light slap on the cheek. "Just hold still and follow my lead. Now..."He leaned over and placed his lips against hers as he grasped her lightly around her waist. He kissed her gently and pulled his head back to assess his sister's reaction. She still had her eyes closed, licking her lips."You can open your eyes, now," he said. "Well?" That was okay," she whispered. "I thought it would be... different."He leaned in once more, this time pressing her close and kissing her a little. "I don't know, I guess that's up to him," I mentioned.Then I leaned over, and put my hand onto Tim's cock. I began stroking it slowly, but it didn't get hard though."Come on, Tim. You love it when your mom gives you a hand job," I said slowly."You aren't worried about our dad?" Tim pondered."No, either way, everything will be fine. Either way, I'm about to have sex with his kids," I told them.Then his cock did start to get hard, and we were ready for action. At the back of my mind, I knew it. Next thing I know he stood up and said he wanted to take his pants off and get more comfortable. I turned around and tried to help but he pushed my hands away and told me not to fucking touch him and if he wanted me to touch him he would tell me. He snapped his jeans button open and unzipped his pants. His bulge was so big he could barley get his pants off his thighs because they were so tight. once he got his pants down and his big 8 inch cock was flapping out he said to turn back around. By.