She was quite advanced for her tender years sexually and didn't mind either me or her brother fingering her tight pussy while we were wanking. Chris a...d his sister Marcia lived in only a two bedroomed house and he told me that the pair of them shared a bed sometimes with an even older brother, who was in his early twenties, and most nights would wank Chris off when they went to bed and sometimes the older brother too. She always wore very short skirts and often she never wore any knickers. My balls rose up tight to my groin and my cock began to throb and pulse. I wanted to wait for him. He was always first for me. There was no other man and how better to show it than to let him blow his load before me? I kept at his hole, trying to contain myself and wondering how much longer he could last. Then, he rose up off of me, still jerking his fully engorged member. He stood over me, watching me beat my meat, with an evil grin on his face. I knew what was coming next. This would be. I pulled my top over my head, shook my hair out – wow, I wish I hadn’t shaken my head – sat on the edge of my bed and just flopped back feeling the lovely softness of the bed I’d spent so many happy years in.I sat up, pulled off my socks, pulled down my jeans, stood up, put them over the back of a chair and looked at myself in the mirror – god, I looked tired. I ran my hands over my boobs, pulled my nipples a bit – they immediately went hard, slid my hands down to my tummy and hooked my. "All of mine," the mother agreed, "Adele, Elizabeth, Clara, Mabel," she pointed to each in turn, "But of his issue there are legion." Indeed?" I queried."Oh I dare say a thousand," she said airily, "And he chose you!" What?" I queried."You don't know?" Mabel asked, "Oh you are father's heir right enough," she said, "Poor Harold Beasdale thought he was the heir, and he was until," she paused, "Until father heard of your evil deeds." What evil deeds?" I demanded."The duel!" she expounded."Oh.