“Is it getting hard yet?” Karla whispered to Jeremy. “Karla, please,” he protested softly. “You’re going to have to learn to talk with me ...bout these things. Now, is your cock getting hard?” “It’s growing,” he admitted. “Good. You know, now, don’t you? You understand?” “Not…” he stopped. “I don’t know. I’m not sure.” “I don’t mind saying it, Jeremy. I want to fuck you, okay? I want to feel your cock get hard for me. I want to feel your hands rub all over me. And then I want to lick and suck. " It's not just my parents... You and Isabelle... Especially Isabelle... I've never seen her express so much love for me. She's constantly wanting to be with me, wanting to be hugged, wanting to do something for me... It's a little strange..." Uh... Nice though, right?" Oh yes! But strange... Who ever heard of a seven-year old who devotes her life to pleasing her mother?" Well, yeah... I'm sure when we get back home, things will return to normal." I hope so... It's just a little strange... And. My look of contrition must have been convincing enough as I promised to right my wrong ways and to not repeat what happened. But in my heart I knew that I would fuck Louise whenever I had the chance to do it again. And from the experience, I was fairly sure that Louise would too.Although, something positive came from the “therapy”. In my second session, the therapist let it slip, probably unintentionally, that my mother was worried that she might have screwed up or did something wrong to. She also watches all this. Both are close our eyes because my mother went for pissing… After 1 hour my parents are slept. My sis put her hand on my cock and rubbing it. I feel hot. At the same time I rubbed her pussy on her cloths I feel she was heat. Brother doing like this morning alarm rings. At that time we sleep. When I awake the time was morning 11’0 clock my mother went to market. My father went to office. I went bathroom for pissing my sister was there. She put a tooth brush on her.