“Who was that ?” Asked Emily, my 18 years old sister.She was looking at me from the top of the stairs. Even half standing in the obscurity she was...simply gorgeous. Seeing her grow up had definitely put some incestuous ideas into my mind that I was trying my best to repress.She was a small brunette with short hair, a cute face that could make any straight man melt and she had curves in all the right places.What a shame she was my sister. I often tried to push these thoughts away by thinking that. .. GLUMMPPHH...” Elliott heard that nasty swallowing sound coming from his mother as Zeke went off, his spitting cockhead deep in her avidly sucking mouth. The other two boys kept hammering away at her, the bed creaking like crazy as they drove every last inch into her two hot holes. Zeke’s orgasm finally ended, the MILF swallowing every creamy drop of his seed. Elliott wondered if the boy was going to pull out and take a rest, but, as if reading Elliott’s mind, the next thing he said put that. Are you ready?’ Gabe opened the door to the laundry room and placed the towel on top of the washer, in the front room Samantha had started to do a final walk through of the house. ‘Yes, I think so.’ Gabe watched her quietly, as she put on her jacket and shut off the lights. He had to leave before she woke that morning and wanted to savor every minute with her until she flew out. As soon as she got everything in order, they both rushed out to the truck, hollering as the rain continued to pour. Anything to avoid skin contact. That was what did it. Justtouching someone's skin seemed to be enough for those damn nanites toget a sample of their DNA. And it seemed to happen anytime that Itouched someone. I managed to avoid touching people most of the time, but I didoccasionally bump into people and change again. You don't realize justhow difficult it can be to avoid touching people whenever you're in apublic place. With all the accidental bumping and pushing, its harderthan you.