As we stood there. Nobody said anything to each other. I didn’t know what to say. I remembered my first year in the college how I prayed hard to God...’s miracle. A miracle that would lead to my existence in her eyes. I also remembered the promise I made to myself two days ago. No woman for me, not now. But, was that fair? Was I going to judge Mimah because of my experience with Miriam? Was I also going to allow my promise to come between me and my almost forgotten prayer? What should I. I covered my eyes, shook my head, and tried to chase it away, but it wasn’t working.I grabbed my phone, intending to close the app, and then blank out every file on the camera later. That’s what I intended to do, anyway. When I picked it up and turned it back over, I couldn’t stop myself from looking.Cookie’s bra was pulled down below her tits. It was still on, but it had been yanked down. She and my mother were kissing, and feeling each other up. They were really going at it. Slowly, but. Her blouse was left open, framing the most perfectly formed pair of breasts I could remember seeing since the old days at The Body Shop on Sunset, home of the “almost stars”.The boy had now pulled his member from his pants and was staring at his sister, so brazenly displayed. His hand was idly stroking himself as he filled his eyes with her nakedness.Was this the first time he had seen his sister naked, I wondered. Was incest as taboo here as it was back home, or did these people come from a. She has a leg between his legs and can feel his hard cock pulsing at her touch. She reaches up and unbuttons the shirt and he backs off to remove.Then back with a brutal kiss deep and hard his arms around her back and hers around neck. She can feel her nipples rubbing against the course hair on his chest. John is losing control, the feel of her nipples against his chest the smell, her kisses and her hands pulling his pants down. She has found his cock, which is the hardest it has been in a long.