Hello. It's been good to follow your story. I'm a 40 year old mother of two, one boy, one girl, aged 18 and 20. The three of us have been in a beautiful relationship for the past four years—and yes, they were both "underage" when this began, but given that incest is illegal in our state this is really just technical detail.

It started when I walked in on my children, aged 14 and 16 clearly... well, you can picture it. I quickly exited, but later they came downstairs to talk. I confessed that my own dad and I had been in an incestuous relationship from when I was 12 until when I was 17, when sadly he died, and left me. I married their father to overcome my grief, and we separated when both my children were very young. I told them I loved them both and would be so happy to support their love, and even to have them together in my bed. To be completely honest, no man had come close to loving me the way my father had, and I sensed in my 14 year old son that he may come close. I was not wrong.

Since that day the three of us have embraced one another in a beautiful, consensual affair. I love watching my two children making love in my bed, and I love joining in—my daughter has learned how to satisfy me completely, and sometimes I think I love her even more than I love my son. Her attention to me is so sweet, and affectionate, especially they way she calls me "my mommy" over and over, as she brings me to orgasm.

I guess my point in writing to you is to say I hope you can find a way to bring your brother and mother together, with you, into a consensual and loving relationship. I've had many lovers in my life, but no one compares to my father, and now to my two beautiful offspring. We are made for each other, and I honestly think that incest is a God-given gift that only a few of us get to appreciate.