"Ohhhh FUCKKK..... Oh my God, I can't believe.......ughhhh.... my own brother is making me cummmm!!"And cum she did; the pulsing of her walls around m...y penetrating member was almost enough to send me over the edge, but I powered through and made her ride out her own orgasm with continuous thrusts inside of her. We looked each other in the eyes in the mirror, watching as my hands worked themselves around her body and seeing each other's wide eyes in disbelief at the sheer excitement and. ” And you do…still seated on the seat…your ass in the air, the short jean skirt riding up your hips exposing your now moist love mound. But, you can’t see anything except for the gorgeous view out the back window. You feel just the heat from my warm hands as they drift past your waist to your tight white lycra shirt that emphasizes your gorgeous sweet bosom and now erect and protruding nipples. But I touch none of them…I merely graze the barest top of your abdomen as I take the material in. " Her sigh was heartfelt, and my anger dissolved into confusion. She was not tired, I realised, but sad. How strange, that I had never thought of the possibility that my Mother could ever be sad.I stared at her, silent, while ancient memories assailed me: corridors full of strangers with shiny floors and that strange smell; the echoes of brisk footsteps, while women in starched uniform dresses evaded my questions and told me that Mummy would be along soon; the memory of red eyes in familiar. Seriously, don't be ridiculous." He was clear if not patient with me, though it never hurts to ask."Guys, I am going home for Christmas. I've been away since shortly after my mother died, and I really need to go home. When the time comes, I'll either fly with you to Sweden or be there when you arrive. I honestly don't know yet."The only important thing is that Jennifer gets the care she needs, and you two are not stressed while ensuring that she has what she needs. PLEASE, promise me that you.