I found myself staring at her bare tits. Neither of us had remembered them until the vapor in my head cleared. Her breasts were two pillows so soft th...ey hung a bit. Her nipples were large and very dark compared to her off-pink flesh. I forgot what I was saying and wished I could touch them."Jules," She said firmly. "stop that. Think about dull things. You'll excite yourself again." Mother began inserting her tits back into her bra and close her blouse. She was too late.I could feel new blood. And she knew it was abnormal to stifle her desires, to squelch hersexual appetites, all in the name of love. It wasn't as if she was avirgin, or even an old maid. At the ripe young age of twenty-eight shewas more of a woman than ever before. Full-hipped, narrow-waisted,blessed with a plentiful and upthrust bustline and features which seemedto remind men of the heads adorning cameo pins, she was a woman who wasvery much aware of her own allure, her sexual magnetism, in particular.Hadn't she. It was not just a town but a district as large as ours.They had a district meeting to elect a magistrate, tax collector and police as well as introduce me and call on the men to come to join the militia.This district was also very diverse in its makeup. The magistrate was a Tik, the tax collector was a Grest and the police were a mix of both.They had obviously been talking to the people in our district; the pay for the public servants was identical to ours. They let me speak for a few minutes. I pulled on my robe and almost ran into my room. I dropped the robe and lay on my bed, and I started rubbing my prick. I closed my eyes as I imagined the hot brunette at the gym and stroked slowly, then faster, then slow again. I wanted the sensation to last, but I also wanted to spray my cum. I jacked myself faster and faster, and felt myself reaching orgasm, just when I started my orgasm, I opened my eyes, at first thinking that I was imagining my hot sister, then realized that she really.