“What do you think is wrong Brian?” Sandra said as his strong hands caressed her back.
“I don’t know but we need to get over there. It really has me worried.” Brian responded.
Sandra was bent slightly as she let her brother wash her ass then pussy. She was so sexy. He loved that heart shaped derriere and as he caressed the soft flesh his cock began to harden. Standing up his cock head pressed against the rosebud of her butt.
“Look’s like someone’s up again.” Sandra laughed pressing back against his erection.
“I know but we really need to get to mom’s” Brian protested.
Sandra did not say a word. Reaching behind her she grasped his cock pulling the head against her hot asshole. Brian watched as she pushed back against him. The tight ring of her anus began to give way and accept his again bloated cock head.
“Sandra..we..have to..oh damn it” Brian tried to protest.
As Sandra took his cock into her horny butt she looked over her shoulder.
“Later baby. Later.”
“Mom? We’re here. Mom?” Brian called out as he pushed the door open just off the kitchen.
Stepping inside Brian sat the new bottle of rum on the counter by the refrigerator. He then noticed another bottle, almost empty, also on the counter. His sister walked in behind him and closed the door.
“Mom?” Sandra called out.
“Well it took you two long enough to get here.” Brenda said as she walked into the kitchen.
Brenda had showered and changed before the two arrived and was wearing a short dark green lace see through robe. The top was open revealing a generous portion of cleavage.
“Good thing I found that.” Brenda said pointing at the almost empty bottle.
It was obvious to Brian and Sandra that their mother had indulged in a bit too much alcohol. While she was not drunk her words were a bit slurred.
Brian could not help notice his mother’s cleavage and felt a stirring inside his cargo shorts.
“Sorry Mom. We got held up in traffic. There was an accident.” Sandra lied.
Like her brother Sandra was also noticing her mother’s revealing state. Brenda usually dressed conservatively around them. Why their mother would dress this way was a bit of a mystery to her but there was no denying the stirring Sandra was feeling in her pussy as her mother walked to the kitchen table, breasts swaying under the thin material.
“Brian would you be a dear and fix us all a drink? I have something I need to tell both of you.” Brenda told her son.
“Mom are you sure you need another one?” Brian asked worriedly.
“Just do it. Make it strong. Make both of yours strong too. You’re going to need it.” Brenda insisted.
Brian did as his mother requested, gave his mother and sister their respective glasses then sat at the table with Brenda and Sandra. The three took sips of their drinks then Brenda leaned forward in her chair. Her large breasts rested on the edge of the table. Brian could almost see her right tit entirely as the material pushed opened.
“So what gives mom? What is this all about.” Sandra asked, also noticing her mother’s breasts becoming more and more exposed.