On the third serve, she held my fingers and kissed the spot where she bit. On fourth, she gave a naughty look and sucked my fingers. She told that it�...�s her turn to feed me and stood up. She asked me to close my eyes for a surprise. I felt a chance to get her pampering, so I agreed and felt a chapati slice so made an effort to grab the slice and bit her fingers.Instead, its a soft flesh holding the slice in between. I opened my eyes to see that it was her lips. Her eyes were closed. I threw away. I’ve never had it that good with anybody else.”“But he’s your brother.”“So?”“You can’t fuck your own brother. That’s sick.”Mom’s words were coming out really tired. She seemed to be resigned to the fact now but seemed to be trying to find a rationale for our behaviour.“It’s unusual, yes.” Admitted Jenny, “but it’s far from sick.”“Incest is sick.”“That’s what society thinks. But our experience is different. There is nothing sick about what we’ve been doing.”“Incest is sick.” Repeated mom.“It’s. I happily followed Dad up and down the aisles as he planned projects that would never happen -- new tile for the bathroom, a redwood banister for the balcony, tools to make easy, jobs that would never be undertaken. In the end Dad bought a new tool box and enough replacement light bulbs to last years.Dad was beaming and I could tell I had now accumulated enough credit to drag him to a mall. Besides, given what I was going to be shopping for, this would not be at all painful for Dad. Although he. I never saw him so rough. Gently, he opened my pussy lips, exposing my hard clit. Very softly, he licked my pussy. The warm caress of his tongue against my throbbing pussy was very welcome. “Oh yes, just like that.” I whispered to him. I closed my eyes and danced in the sensation of pleasure. He put my clit between his lips and sucked it gently. I knew I wasn’t going to last very long. I cupped his head between my hands as he slowly moved his head from side to side. He licked me in a steady.