O Mother Dear (Part IV - Pearl)

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Part 5 of the 22 part series

Updated 06/07/2023
Created 01/13/2015
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Our continuation, years later, finds Mother has passed away. "America the Beautiful" may be heard in the background. Everyone is at least 18 years old.

At five foot nine, Pearl fill her dress.
Her body has a bounce!
At six foot two, Kent can bench press,
Three forty and an ounce.
O Mother Dear!, O Mother Dear!
He's strong and she's supple.
Our pride and joy, our girl and boy,
Will make a fine couple!

I've set the hidden cameras,
That we once had installed,
To capture moments amorous
When they are both enthralled.
O Mother Dear! O Mother Dear!
I act on our accord,
And need not guess how they progress.
There'll be a filmed record!

And this is how I know what went
On downstairs in the den,
From when Pearl started kissing Kent
Up until nearly ten.
O Mother Dear! O Mother Dear!
I swear they were not shy!
It didn't take but just a shake
Before she grabbed his fly!

And as she liberated him
He clutched her to his chest.
His left hand first went to her quim
And then rose to her breast.
O Sister Dear!, He whispered here,
You cause my balls to ache!
Her buttons popped! He wasn't stopped!
He cared not for their sake!

Reducing her to lingerie,
Kent stripped off all his clothes,
And both stood there in disarray,
A momentary pose.
O Brother Dear! I feel you here!
So big, so hard, so long!
Before we crouch upon the couch
Remove my lacy thong!

He did exactly as she bid
And thus exposed her motte,
So closely clipped it barely hid
Her wet awaiting slot!
O Sister Dear! O Sister Dear!
Let's swivel and align.
As they performed, their bodies formed,
The classic "Sixty-Nine."

Kent's ears were pinned between Pearl's thighs
His head was duly trapped.
He scarcely heard her muted sighs,
He was so fully wrapped!
O Brother mine, tonight I dine,
On sausage and on egg!
His nuts she sucked, and then she tucked
Her mouth upon his peg!

She slurped and sucked with tongue and lips,
Her timing exquisite.
While he held her gyrating hips
And teased her swollen clit!
O Sister Dear! O Brother Dear!
Attuned, our bodies hum
In perfect pitch, a song with which,
Together we both come!

Without a pause, Kent stood and picked
Pearl up into the air.
Her legs around his waist, she kicked
As she tousled his hair!
O Sister Dear! My Sister Dear!
You so deserve a throne!
But please demur, your golden fur
Shall sit upon my bone!

He thrust his dick deep in her cunt.
She opened wide her eyes.
The prompt result of this affront
Was sticky on his thighs!
O Brother Dear! Your mighty spear
Is caught and won't be freed!
I will defend 'til you expend
And fill me with your seed!

Belatedly, Kent brought his hands
Up under Pearl's armpits.
Her bra straps snapped, like rubber bands,
And freed her perky tits!
O Sister Dear! O Sister Dear!
Forgive me as I stare!
I'm such a fool, you make me drool,
With these: a perfect pair!

Kent moved to squat on a barstool,
Pearl remained on his lap.
She, still impaled upon his tool,
He, still caught in her trap!
O Sister Dear, your stockings sheer
Are delicate and sweet!
Without a sound he rolled them down
And pulled them off her feet.

With this manoever Kent slid out,
And Pearl quickly stood up
Then dropped again to face his spout,
And clean her brother up.
O Brother Dear! O Brother Dear!
Just look! You are a mess!
But I will lick your softened dick,
I can do nothing less!

She bobbed her head and caused ripples
To move across his back.
His fingers twisted her nipples.
He focused on her rack.
O Sister Dear! O Sister Dear!
You think you should be thanked.
But, my sweet Pearl, you naughty girl,
I think you should be spanked!

Before she knew, or thought, to flee
Kent gave her a good yank!
He laid her on his bended knee
And gave her butt a spank!
O Sister Dear, My Sister Dear,
How do you like my palm?
And with each swat, she felt her twat,
restore its loving balm!

By nineteen strokes, the full amount
Required by her years,
Pearl's pussy was a streaming fount,
Which overcame her tears.
O Sister Dear, O Sister Dear,
The evidence is plain:
You're sopping wet; I'm harder, yet;
It's time to fuck again!

They both arose and Pearl was turned,
Her back against his chest.
Now heat within her bottom burned
And fanned up through her breast.
O Brother Dear! O Brother Dear!
Your balls I want to drain!
So don't refuse, you've lit my fuse,
Now let loose once again!

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