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I started convulsing, my climaxes came so fast I was cramping and crying out another even as the one before faded. I felt the skin on his back tear when I dug my nails into him, I wrapped my legs around his waist and squeezed him so tight his face turned red. After a series of ever stronger orgasms I arched my back and begged my brother “Cum Lium, oh God cum in me!” He didn’t hesitate. Surges of group sex semen gushed through his erection and flooded my pussy. He was groaning and gasping as he unloaded. My brother heaved a deep breath, looked down on me and managed to say “Pregnant Mia, you have to get pregnant!” Far from being scared or worried I let my passion answer him “Yesss! Do it!” My vaginal muscles were massaging his erection, caressing it, milking it for every sperm cell he could deliver. I encouraged him with a soft kiss and a final whisper “Do it.” We laid on the bed panting, sweating and completely at ease with what we had just done. Even though we had just committed incest, fucking with the unprotected Brunette passion and need of newlyweds I felt no shame, no guilt, no concerns. I flopped my head to see him, he turned eyes on me and said “That was the best sex I’ve ever had Mia. Jesus, I got so fucking hot for you.” As I smiled at him it struck me that we weren’t acting like we normally did after screwing with the rocks. We didn’t get up and go on as if it didn’t happen. I kissed his chin “Yeah, that was the best, you were awesome.” Just to make sure he understood me I reached between his legs and put my fingers around his prick. It was still half swollen with lust and filled my hand nicely. While I fingered his long member it started getting longer and thicker, the green stone began to glow again. I looked down at the red one lying against my left tit, it was growing brighter too. Lium smiled at me, I squeezed his prick then we started necking and petting until I rolled over his lap and took him into my mouth. The red fertility talisman was burning bright on my skin when my brother split my thighs the second time. I was sizzling hot for him and in the throes of ecstasy the mythical poem came to mind. ‘Ren and Nuren of one blood’ My brother and I were twins, of blonde one blood, a mixture of our mother and father. I read words of the poem as it flashed through my head: ‘The bond of Ren and Nuren will bring Értóng, she who will ascend the highest mountains of Earth’ As my rapture grew, as my brother brought me to ever higher and higher Big Boobs levels of desire and lust I could only think one thing, ‘If he doesn’t knock me up tonight, we’ll keep trying until he does.’ I began to climax as the red stone flared bright between my breasts. Mom is looking at me, and I’m looking back at her. We are keeping constant eye contact, our gazes locked together. “Steve...” mom sighs my name out loud, as if to confirm it’s really me, her own boy, who is there between her wide open thighs. Her nipples are standing half and inch tall in the middle of wide dark areolas of her sagging breasts which heave with every deep breath she takes. I can feel my mother’s pubic hair college girl against my nose as our lips meet for a tender kiss for the first time. They say it’s every boy’s first true love. Or at least mom said when she opened her robe and pointed with a red-nailed finger pointed at the thicket of dark frizzy hair below her bellybutton and with a soft voice told me to give it a warm little kiss. I had turned away frightened at first, but mom had hugged me and gently reminded party me that I was eighteen and I’d never kissed a girl. I hadn’t seen this side of mom before. She is a teacher at the local elementary school who wears her hair in a tight bun and manages to be a favorite of both the kids and their parents despite being known for occasionally being prone to rapping the kids’ fingers with a pointer. Then again, we were almost never alone at home because I have two sisters and my aunt also lives nearby. Mom usually retains the prim and proper hair bun even at home, but now her hair is as open as her legs. Her voice had been much warmer than usual as her fingers had started gently caressing my hair. “Mmm. She blonde curled up exposng her back. But he couldn’t imagine even for a second the education he was about to receive. Brad and Markus are here, the twinks Bill and Phil too. I managed to get into the seat and closed the heavy door. Finally she lifted her head and looked Big Boobs at him. Do you know what you just did. She thanked him for the card but said she thought it was too risky to try and see him over the holidays with everyone being home and work and family responsibilities. Ellen scolded her. With the soldier impaled on his raised leg, he rose up out of party college girl the wreckage with a smile. I had all of the buttons undone and pulled her dress open. 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