Just you remember that for later." Anything ... If it'll keep you away from my cock," Chuck joked back. "I think you broke it. I doubt it'll ever work...again." Awww ... You forget..." Harriet ran her finger up the front of Chuck's shorts, causing an immediate jolt of pleasure with her touch. "I'm an expert wee wee handler. I have a feeling I can get it working again when I'm ready." She suddenly removed her hand and climbed out of the car. "But right now I want to get to work on my tan and the. "I'm going to come over." I said firmly."No, don't. Let me come over there. I have to get out of here. I've been stuck here all day."We hung up and I watched for her and as she came into sight I poured a couple Vodka on the rocks. As she walked up the drive I opened the door and she did a couple pick-up steps to get to me faster. She practically jumped in my arms and held on tight.I kicked the door closed and she loosed her grip on me and looked me square."You know how I said that no one could. "Is it true?" she asked."Is what true?" he said, his hand idly caressing her left knee, and then moving upward under her skirt, almost to her panties."That you... made it with your mother?"He jerked his hand away. "What? Where the fuck did you get that idea?" he said, resting the hand on his own thigh, hiding his prominent erection."For one thing," Kathy said with a knowing smile, "I saw the two of you going into a motel." You saw... !" "Uh-huh." That doesn't mean I had sex with my mother," he. She was getting in a rhythm and she heard the odd moan as her mouth got to grips with his shaft. Her head bobbed up and down on his shaft and she was starting to calm down a little. She was feeling that her brother was trying to thrust deeper in her mouth and she guessed that he might well be close to coming.She did notice the movement behind her and tensed as she felt a body behind her. The cold steel of the knife sliced the back of her jean shorts, she felt the rest of her clothes being.