“That makes sex more intense. I get to feel what he feels when he feels me and I get to feel him feeling me too!”“That doesn’t make sense, sis...er,” Constance says,” but you’re right.”“The best way to win a battle is without fighting it,” I said.“That’s nonsense!” Manchester sniffed. “You can’t win battles without fighting!”“You can sure lose battles by fighting!” Constance shot back. “Look at what happened to that assassin!”“Peter sensed the assassin even in hyperspace,” Kelsey commented. “We. ‘A beautiful bald pussy with a fat high-slung slit. Just the way I like them. You sure you`re a virgin?’I nodded.‘Total? Never even been fingered?’‘No.’ I replied truthfully.His hands roamed over my naked body, testing my ass-cheeks and pulling and grabbing at my heaving breasts, before moving lower, tantalisingly close to my pussy without actually touching it‘Beautiful.’ He gasped. He undressed quickly, his colossal erection bobbing before me, its single, fluid-filled eye, stared at me. I can't believe how stupid I was!" You weren't stupid. Every other adult was equally fooled. Personally I'm impressed you handled it so well. I was prepared to get rid of them the instant I thought I'd pushed you too far, but you didn't freak out as you could well have. Mom was just as scared as you were. When Mom tried to speak I shut her up just by moving the red blob - I call them 'light blobs', by the way - by moving it closer to her. You know how hard it is to shut Mom up, so she must've. She sets it aside along with a condom and scoots to the top of the bed, turns around, slides back and puts her sweet sex on my face. The blend of her sweat and sex smell and taste amazing. She sets the tempo with her movement and I follow her lead with the arcs and explorations with my tongue on her shaved sex. She rewards me by leaning down and teasing around my cock with her long fingernails. I hear a squirt of lube and feel her finger slide in my puckered hole as she starts to massage my.