I pulled off my hijab, uncovering my black hair. I let it drop to the floor as my fingers went to the buttons of my dress. He stared at me with such h...unger, rubbing his hands on his thighs. He was a slender boy, not broad-shouldered like his father or older brother. It made me just want to smother him in maternal love.“Kimmy,” I said, exposing more and more of my large, dusky breasts with every button I undid.He shifted.“You’ve been paying a lot of attention to her.”He shrugged.“You had sex. ”“I guess that would be OK, Mom and Dad won’t be home for another hour. This isn’t something you usually do with a family member, but we won’t go too far or tell anybody. You can’t tell your friends. You’ll have to make up some other story if you want them to know what you found out.” I was starting to have doubts about the whole thing.“That’s OK, I won’t tell anybody it was you. So, what do I do?”“I’ll sit on the edge of the bed like this, and you pull the chair up so you’re facing me. Now. "And what?"Yeah gave me a look. "And, did y'all fuck?" she asked."Must you be so crude?" I asked her as I slid out of my awful plaid skirt. "Ugh, boarding school uniforms are the worst" I said."Jess!" she cried, "doesn't change the subject! And yes, I must be so crude. Did you have sex or what?"I smiled at her as I reached for my pajamas. "Of course. We always do." I sighed. "We just can't keep our hands off each other."I unhooked my bra and my tits fell free. I could feel Leah's eyes boring. I would have to use hand manipulations on him. I wanted to please him so I started to lick, kiss and rub my tongue around the head tasting his sweet pre-cum. I could taste and smell some of his body sweat and a manly musk scent under his warm balls. His foreskin had some taste of pre-cum. He was a hot and sensuous man with lots of sexy body aromas. I would occasionally sit back just to look and admire his huge manly cock, then go back to make love to it once more. Robin was still.