A few months later we got on a phone plan with our mother and we started being able to text. Every now and then she would send me a picture of her bod...y or her tight ass. She was a little embarrassed about her tits so she never sent those. (Once again my sister was about my height at the time 5'7" with long brown hair and brown eyes, tight body and a flawless face.)On the 3-level house we lived on my bedroom was upstairs and hers was in the basement. One night she told me to come downstairs to. I wrapped my arms around him and pressed my chest to him, my cheek to his chest, listening to his heartbeat. I placed a kiss over his heart, and brought my hands back, gently running my nails across his back and sides as I did. I unbuttoned the sleeves and slipped it off, adding it to my dress at our feet. I looked at him bare chested, closed my eyes and swayed. His hands reached out and he steadied me. He pulled me close, ‘Oh, Widow, what you do to me. Don’t stop.’ My eyes cast down, my hands. He is going to town on my cock, I'm in the zone and just a moaning and going fuck ya, suck me Steve, come on baby suck this cock , suck me harder, and then all the while his back and ass is in the air towards the door, I looked over and like shit, noticed my son standing at my bedroom doorway. He was also in the zone watching his old man getting sucked off for the first time. and seeing 2 guys naked in my bed. Steve didnt even noticed him there at first. I motioned with my hand for my son to. She takes a white sofa cover and wraps herself with that then started searching for Bob in different rooms of the church. In one room she finds Steve and Emily having sex and they approach her to join. She runs away from that room. In one room she finds that Arthur and John having a gay sex, she runs away. At last, she can hear Bob’s voice from the corner room of a long balcony. She immediately reaches that room when she opens the door and steps into the room she suddenly starts falling down as.