I had to stop and so I did.The next morning, I was sat on the sofa downstairs in my panties and t-shirt when my brother entered the room wearing only ...is breifs and socks."Hey, Sophie." He said, his voice low and grumpy due to just waking up."Hey." I replied.He walked across to the other side of the room and sat on the chair which was opposite to where I was sitting. Instantly, I felt like pouncing on hin when I could see his cock and balls through the legs of his boxers as he sat down. He. Not the tender mother/son kisses we'd had before, but a passionate lip lock. I hadn't been kissed this way ever before and I wasn't sure what to do. I discovered it was a gentle exploration of each other's mouths, not fighting each other to see who could get who's tongue furthest into the other's mouth, but a simple rolling of the tongues together, moving back and forth from each mouth. We settled back next to each other on the bed as we kissed. My dick placed itself firmly at my mother's. I placed my tongue into the opened lips of her vagina. Flush of juice came down and I sucked the jasmine-scented honey while she kissed the head of my penis. The head was itself like the big egg of a swan and she had difficulty in swallowing it. But after some effort it went half into her mouth and touched her throat and she got choked. However she managed it and soon we found ourselves in a swinging rhythm of eating each other. It is not possible for anyone to understand the sweetest delight. He told me he would have to punish me then, picking up a small whip and giving my ass a playfull whip. he then led me to a stockade (a device to lock the head and hands in) and locked me in. Straight away he came to the front of it and unzipped, releasing a massive 10" cut, shaven cock. he slapped me about the face, teased me then finally put it in my mouth and started gently fucking me (as i couldnt move in the stockade) After a while Tony started thrusting down my throat, now i was taking him.