He wanted so to comfort me, but was so afraid of sounding like he was coming on to me. He just wanted me to know that my pain was shared by others and...that, like it or not, life goes on. His sister had a hard time dealing with the situation. He felt I could do better, because he thought I showed a better outlook in my stories. He showed me how I could sink to a pretty wretched state, if I let myself. He was so cute, especially when I considered how much older he was than I. He even scolded me. "Son you can see even though I love your mom I am not getting hard" I looked at my dad's dick and it was limp and I remembered that night I saw him using the dildo on mom he was limp then. "Steven remove your pants for your dad so he can see what reaction you have seeing your mommy laying here naked does to you" mom said. I am not sure but there again something inside of me took over and I started removing my pants. I already knew how hard I was and when my pants dropped to the floor my mom. You watch me for a moment, adjusting the growing member in your jeans. You take my hand from my panties first stopping under your nose, our eyes locked on each other, then into your mouth, licking and sucking each wet finger. Your left hand traces the soft sensitive skin on my inner thigh up along the scalloped edge of black. Letting go of my hand you unbutton the last few buttons of my dress laying it open for a full view of me in only my panties and bra. Your hands continue to trace the. Then Marie helped Jane get ready as Jesssica looked up train tickets on the internet. Jane’s tattoo was almost invisible now and her hair had grown out enough that Marie could shape it into a facsimile of a chic style. They picked out Jane’s most conservative outfit and when they were done she looked like a regular person, not like a degenerate lesbian sex slave. No one who saw her would be the wiser.* * *It was finals week at the high school, the last week before Christmas vacation. Kat and.