I loved this position because it allowed me to control things. Slowly he stretched me and completely filled me. I felt his big head press into my cerv...x with still more shaft left outside me.I had both hands on his shoulders as I ground my clit and moved up and down using short strokes. He was still squeezing my breasts and pulling on my nipples. I was his Mother and I was using him for my pleasure as well as giving him pleasure. I loved him more then anything, but right now I was in lust with. It didn't. Uncle Dave told me to open my legs a little bit so that he could get to my inner thighs. His fingers came perilously close to my balls. I had to shift a little over to my side because the roughness of the carpet was creating a lot on pain. Suddenly I felt his finger brush against my balls. I attributed it to a mere miscalulation and dismissed it until a few moments later when it happened again. My head was spinning with shock, fear, and delight. There must have been some sort of. Bodies arching one to the other, so you can feel the rise of her chest with every breath. Clothes whisper against the floor as trembling fingers strip them from heated flesh. Soft moans and whimpers of need swirl in the air. Her fingers greedily roam over the planes of your body, memorizing the feel of your skin and the subtle play of muscles. The womanly curves of her body fill your hands as you pull her closer. A quiet groan escaping your lips as the full length of her naked body is brought. It is something that I have to make myself do it because it takes power to even do it. It's not like I just read the mind of everyone I come in contact with. And I don't have to read your minds to know how much both of you hate me, so just why would I ever bring it up?" ask Kat."Any other tidbits you want to share with everyone else since you're in such a sharing mood?" asked Terrance spitefully."Just this, I am so sorry and I was wrong. I don't think I ever apologized, but I need to. I was.