” Suddenly she was holding his stalk upright and the tip of her tongue slapped his balls and trailed up the belly of his shaft. “You choose a na...e for me,” she said. “We’re not meant to choose our own names. It’s always up to someone else.” He tried to think while her hand traced the shape of his cock and the other slid over his thighs, then up beneath his T shirt, palming circles over the trunk of his body. Suddenly her hands left his body. He followed the muted sound of her bare feet. Having no idea how you KNEW exactly how to fly, for some reason it seems second nature to you. Higher and higher, the two of you climb high above the trees and soar on winds that carry you higher. Far below, the sounds, stresses and familiarity of earth slips away and you feel reborn and anew. As the world so far below you, slowly slips away, you feel a euphoria beyond anything you ever imagined. Catching the wind currents, you no longer even flap your wings. You watch your new found friend. " He said grinning. "I have to say that envy is a relatively unfamiliar emotion for me ... but today, I'm genuinely envious of you."His eyebrows raised. "How about a glimpse of what you've got to look forward to?" He gripped a large laptop out of his briefcase, twisted it open, and handed it to me. As the page loaded, he pulled down the privacy shutters on the windows so the sunlight wouldn't interfere with the display. On the screen was a video expanded to fit its entire size. I was staring. James and Mom after about a year got married. We lived in a small house and their bedroom was next to mind. At night I could hear them making love. I heard Mom remind him to use a rubber each night as he prepared to enter her. I heard her moan and groan as they went at it. The bed springs bouncing as he fucked her. My cock would rise up and get hard and I would jack off to their sounds of fucking. I imagined James and I playing around together as he fucked Mom, and I masturbated. Even with.