Dreams, Johnny?" she asked, barely above a whisper, as if someone else might hear. But we were alone in the big rambling two-story house."Well, I don'...t know if I should tell you... I mean you are Paul's mom," I said."Please, Johnny, please tell me," she said, reaching out to put her hands on my chest. "And it's Karen. You can call me Karen from now on."This was my chance. There could not have been a better lead-in than this to make my move. I took one hand and put it behind her head, sliding my. And then, it struck her!My God! It was their... Ken's and her room She leaned close to the screen to examine the furnishings more closely, finally noting her own cosmetic case setting on the vanity! It was! It was! But... but why? She shook her head in confusion, brushing her long honey-colored hair back over her shoulders. It didn't make sense... or did it... ? Quickly, she twisted the selector again, recognizing the uniforms the girls were wearing... !"Fuck her!" came distinctly over the. I realized with those words I'd unlocked a beast in my brother that wanted nothing less than to rip me to shreads in the dirtiest way. I hadn't realized he'd proceeded to remove my bra while continuing on his hellbent mission to give me the nastiest bite mark on my neck. He pulled away to literally rip my shirt off. I laughed enjoying this new part of my brother. He stopped for a moment to enjoy what was once his little sister and now had also changed to enjoy his new side. He cupped my breats. I was screaming now, not caring if everyone on the sidewalk below could hear me. The sunlight streaming through the window warmed my back, and I knew that people out on the street hearing my groaning and screaming could tell that a man was between my open legs performing cunnilngus.The minutes dripped by as his saliva and my leaking wetness flowed down my thighs. His warm talented tongue mingled with the growing heat of my crotch. My mind could not separate the two, and I lost track of time as.