We could hear the burr of the lawnmower just below the window. The tree shrouded lawn area was intact. She rolled to her back and mumbled something incoherent. Mom was a screamer and when dad hit that good spot, her screams echoed through the house! He said his good nights and staggered the few feet to his tent. I leaned over and kissed her lightly on her precious forehead.
She moaned and her eyes popped open.
The Family Reunion
She was sleeping peacefully in her crib. Like most teenage boys, she had been the object of my early sexual fantasies. She groaned loudly and made to say something. Our juices matted her reddish brown thatch. Her tongue started at her hand and licked up my tumescent member. I watched as my cock, covered in the whitish foam of our incest, popped wetly from her pussy.