I guess we did keep some secrets between us then. You were so ‘matter of fact’ about it all, I thought that you had no desire to do it again. I di...d the same thing. Once in a while I still do, I’ve always wanted to watch you do it. By the way, what did you find for your cum?”Brad came back with “Yeah, like I said, me too. Cum? my shorts, they’re a mess. All your fault, you can wash them.”Suddenly we were siblings again “My fault hell, your cum, your shorts, you wash ‘em.”We fell asleep and it. Stayed and watched too. Yes sir. Quite a show. I'm glad they don't need shoes very often." Lessen they break one, and that don't happen much." Which of my sons you want to see?" McNish asked, his stance now a bit relaxed.Beall tried not to look surprised, "Well, Tim since he's home."McNish turned his head and said loudly, "Timothy!"The young man appeared quickly and nodded to Beall. "Man wants to talk to you, go on outside so's you don't bother your mother or track up her rug." McNish looked. I am feed cock in each of my holes and at times I am double and triple penetrated in my ass and pussy. When I have a minute without a cock in my mouth I hear my self-saying (give me more, I need more, fuck me hard, give me more cock, oh yes fill me up, feed me some cum, yes more give me more.) Then I hear move I have a treat for her from a ladies voice and the lady places her pussy over my mouth and push’s and I get a mouth full of cum and I do not even know which of the guys it came from or. I told Jimmy this one was just for me. He’d kill me if he knew I sent it to anyone. If our mother and father ever found out what me and my brother do, they’d freak.It would seem that Amanda didn’t have too many restrictions on who she had sex with. “She said she’d lick your pussy if she ever had the chance. She said that!. . . . .To me and Brian.She talkes to Brian about it all the time. He said he would too.” “Who?”“What?”“Who said he’d lick my pussy too?”“Brian. . .”“Brian? My son Brian?”.