That needed to change.I crossed the room to her where she was lounging in the office chair and took her hands in mine, drawing her to her feet unhurri...dly. She grinned at me and rose to wrap her arms around me and kiss me deeply. I slowly undressed her, unbuttoning the blouse she’d worn today and pushing it off her shoulders to flutter to the floor before I pulled at the tank-top she’d worn under it. I pulled it out of her jeans and lifted the hem, slowly baring her delicious tan as I gazed. That was it. When I was five, my DNA was tested. I was the daughter of a God. When I was six, I was enrolled at Belleramine Academy.I was given the finest education. At the age of fourteen, I was given the choice of graduating and taking the assessment test to discover what role in society the Gods needed me to fill, or I could be trained as a slave for the next two years.I had envied the older girls who were being trained as slaves. They looked so beautiful as they were paraded around naked,. There was nothing wrong with incest. With fucking my mother. I should do it.I should—The door opened. “Sorry!” Mom said as she burst in. “I just have to pee.”I gasped, my hand freezing on my cock. I could see her through the glass doors. A shape that moved to the toilet. She hiked her skirt. I heard the rustle of her panties. Were they the gray triangles like in my imagination? How could I know what pair she wore?That was impossible.I slowly stroked my cock as she sat down. I could hear her. He moved his head back away from me as I felt him insert two fingers into my pussy and arch them upward, causing me to gasp and cry out. Then his tongue found my clit, licking the hard little bud.Almost instinctively I started to grind my pelvis into his face and run my hands through his hair, then I pulled his head hard into my pussy. I never do that with women because I’ve found many of them don’t appreciate such an aggressive move. However, men seemed to love it and it let them know I liked.