. ," I wonder. Let's see."Auntie Anne! Auntie Anne!" The tone of the twins little voices wrenches me out of my reverie and I sit bolt upright. I can f...eel the edge of panic in their cries as they dash around the corner of the house and throw their little bodies at me.I reach down to catch them in my arms demanding, "What is it, dears?"The two of them blurt out simultaneously, "Ash fell off the rope swing and she's not moving!" The terrified looks on their faces back up their story. My heart. Let’s do everything we can to make that happen?”“Everything?” my brother replied, raising one eyebrow.“Of course,” I muttered, aware that my gaze had dropped back down to his cock, where his hand was moving in a slow, familiar rhythm.Stroke. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.It’s the last time, I mentally added.The previous night, I’d sworn that I wasn’t ever going to help my brother again - that it wasn’t good for either of us. When I’d awoken that morning, however, I’d immediately recognized how unfair. You started to rub me through my jeans, feeling every inch up and down. Next thing I knew I reached for your hair and moved it away from your face. "I want to be able to your beautiful face" I broke my silence, and you didn’t seem to mind by the fact that that you soft pale skin turned a deeper shade of crimson, blushing by the thought of someone saying something so sweet.You leaned in for our second kiss, but the feeling alone made it feel like the first time all over again. I felt the warmth. Even if he has to force her. He kisses her forcefully, his eagerness and passion showing. Although she strains her neck to escape, he still pursues the kiss, not relenting. He kisses her again and again harder, harder still, attacking her mouth with his own, trying to gain entrance. Sam cracks her mouth slightly to gasp in some air, and he finds his opportunity, twisting his tongue into her mouth. Entwining their tongues together, he kisses her still, she being unable to resist any longer.