As i sat there listening to him talk i was looking around the room slightly from time to time noticing things. i saw the large dufflebag on the floor ...ext to the bed and knew what was likely to be inside and i watched him speak. i could see the glint of anger in his eyes but the compassion as well. i listened to him not believing everything he was saying and knowing what i was in for but at the same time not knowing and pretending i dint know for my own benefit more than his actually .i heard. While staring at a stupid political gathering on the TV, I pierce the nipple with the other hand and start to caress her with a slim palm. Suddenly, I'm scared. Someone rings at the entrance door. I give my fingers and I feel the scent of swollen pussy, which has already begun to frighten. Disappointed I go down and open the door.- What the fuck you fuckin 'to do for five minutes? "my crazy fiance Ana in the light skirt of a floral pattern and a small patch of tea protested against me.I closed. “Hmm, I wouldn’t mind trying anal with Mark,” said Sally. “Looks like he’s got good girth, better than dad and definitely thicker than Richard. Yeah, think I could enjoy that.”~~~~~~~~~Ian wanted a comfort break and suggested Richard ring Sally to ask if the ladies wanted to stop at the next service station. “Hey, Sally, just to let you know we’re going to take a pee break and maybe grab a coffee at the next services. Do you girls want to stop?” Richard listened for a few moments. “Okay, if. I am desperate to do anything to keep the thoughts of Amber’s ass pressed up against me or the sweet smell of her shaved pussy inches from my face out of my mind. Mom and I spend hours playing our homemade game, Amber alternating between watching, doing yoga in the bedroom or reading her book curled up beside the fire.I cannot help myself but to glance over at Amber every few minutes, failing miserably to keep my mind off of her. I know in my mind that our brother-sister relationship has passed.