I found out that whilst Cathy was brushing Vicky’s hair she thought that the brush handle was rather phallic and before long thrust it into Vicky’... mouth. From there a little horseplay and pillow fighting until Cathy had the better of Vicky and made her strip naked and masturbate in front of her whilst Cathy played with Vicky’s tits. “Did you go down on each other?” Vicky immediately replied with a Ewwwww Cathy didn’t say anything but I noticed her cheeks flush. “You want to taste Vicky don’t. "Morning baby," not my mom said quietly when I walked into the kitchen. I sat down, and she placed a plate of bacon, eggs, and toast in front of me. "I need to talk to you before Alli gets home... we need to talk." She wasn't eating, but instead looking straight ahead at me. I shrugged."I crossed a line, Caleb. I'm sorry. I was drunk, and I miss your father. I miss having a husband. When we talked about you sleeping in my room, this is what I was afraid of. You're not my son, Caleb. I got drunk. She had simply kissed her mother and said "Whatever makes you happy." Her son had been a bit more curious. "Mother, I know that you and Dad had really parted long before the divorce. Sara and I were glad it was amicable, that you two had made peace with each other, and we didn't go through all the yelling and shouting that some of my friends tell me their parents did. Of course we would have liked for you to stay together, but the older we got, and yes we discussed it, the more we knew that. Then we both hugged each other and went out. This became a regular exercise, my akka watching me and I watching akka as we both peed before sleep and as soon as we woke up. Though when we shat we used to close the door not lock so that each of us could hear the fart and the turd falling on the floor.After a few months of such activities, and sometimes minor brushing of boobs and feeling each others genitals over the clothes nothing much happened.But I started noticing my sisters boobs which.