Her tits stood out proudly, the nipples erect and pointing in my direction.Jill also seemed to like what she saw. A perky grin appeared on her face wh...en she saw my erection struggling back to life. She leaned all the way forward, and took the tip in her mouth. Both of the sisters have been pretty limber as long as I've known them, able to lay their body out flat along their legs, with their heads against their feet. I carried on massaging the flats of her feet, while she gave me the beginnings. Blake and I always thought that was funny and just let them believe it and even led a few along just a bit.Mom, too, was great. She always treated us just the same, never favoring me, always being as fair as she could be. I loved her for that, actually, and wasn't sure that every mom would be as fair.Around the ages of ten and eleven, Mom taught us about the birds and the bees, well, she was a bit more matter-of-fact than that, thankfully, but her words more or less just got filed away by both. After all, she was Jill Lane. The real Jill Lane. Impossible.)(Jill says: If he'd been there, I'd of done him.)(Maq edit: On with the email)Maq, reading your letter I get the feeling that you are still a little uncomfortable with writing this stuff to me. What more do I have to do? I just told you that the thought of your tongue licking between the cheeks of my ass made me come. Will it make you feel more free if I tell you this: As I was masturbating and thinking of that, while one hand was. It wasnt hard, I was just too lazy and didnt feel like getting my calculator out either for the formula math. Plus, Id get the chance to be around her and maybe catch a glimpse of her cleavage if she leaned over. As I was walking out of my room I thought Id try fake-dropping my pencil across the room so shed bend over and pick it up for me. I walked to her room down the hall but the door was closed. She probably didnt want me to just waltz in there without knocking, but the TV was on so she.