"Dinner in 30," she said, "so you have got time for a shower."After showering I completed one of my homework assignments before mom called me for dinn...r. To my surprised she had opened a bottle of wine. Our conversation was easy and centred around football and school. When we finished I cleared away and stacked the dished in the dishwasher whilst mom took the wine glasses and the remains of the bottle through to the lounge.As I finished clearing away I heard her go upstairs and into her. She reached up to Vicky's chest, still fascinated by her bulging nipples, now red and throbbing and emitting intense heat. Lindsey wrapped her paw around one of Vicky's little cones and started 'milking' it in rhythm to the clit stroking she saw inches from her face. Vick moaned deeply and practically growled at this new erotic sensation. Encouraged, Lindsey reached with the other hand and enclosed the second sensitive tittie, milking it in reverse rhythm. The effect was to drive Vicky right. He didn't say anything. He sure would look ridiculous if his face froze in that position. By the time breakfast was cooked, the girls were done and they had donned their now clean clothes. We ate breakfast and then started out for the cave. During the trip the girls were quietly talking to each other and looking at Billy. I knew what he was going through, having done the same about 3 months ago. I grinned to myself as I kept my thoughts to myself. We pulled into camp before noon. I had used the. I kept running and running until finally… “You will never be able to run from me. You will worship me, you must…” he hissed, causing me to stop dead in my tracks. * “These dreams are getting fucking ridiculous, Bethany!” Max said after I woke up screaming. “I’m so sorry, baby. I can’t help it!” I said, on the verge of tears before he pulled me to him. “I know and I’m sorry. I just hate seeing you like this, all shook up and scared because of these dreams,” he said, gently rubbing my back,.