And it was moving. Xxx She could see through one eye the heap of covers that were
her children. “I’ve never found a boy I wanted to wear them for,” she said, her voice
tightly controlled, but full of emotion. She felt like she was being
split open, that she must surely die. “It’s OK, baby,” she said soothingly. But all that did was get her hotter. “Oh!” she blushed. Suddenly, Claire felt like she could celebrate what she’d stumbled
into, even if it was strange and taboo, at least in part. She reached between them, making a fist to cause him enough discomfort that he’d raise up and, when he did she found his cock and directed it to her sopping pussy. “Me too,” she said and kissed him. I don’t need big brother
throwing his weight around.
