“How in the world can I possibly face those people?” Tara wondered aloud. “How can I go and pretend as though nothing has happened when I have a...ready seen them naked?”“Well, you could lead with ‘you look just as good with your clothes on,’” Sean joked.Tara was clearly annoyed, and she moved out of the bedroom as though the previous few minutes of almost-sex had never even happened. She was in the bathroom checking her reflection and wondering how she could make an appearance and quickly get. Something was very wrong. More like something is very right, she corrected as a wave of euphoria swept over her, leaving her gasping in pleasure.She found herself picturing her ideal body, lean and fit, and was proud at how close her she came to that ideal. However, she felt that mental image start to shift as her euphoria was augmented by a giggly horniness, and her thoughts turned to how good it would feel to use her body for sex instead. Before she knew it, her mental image had developed. My tongue is moving up your right leg. I can see something coming up now." "You know it is. You do that to me all the time. I was already up and hard when I started talking to you, sweet girl." "Lol. I know. You're always hard for me. I'm wet for you sweetie. I touch the tip and taste the pre-cum." "Are you touching your pussy now? You have to do that for me. I need you to cum for me. I need that, little girl." "Of course. Oh, he tastes so good. I love sucking your cock sweets." "I can feel you. I wanted him right now. In me. Despite my love being in danger, my body yearned for the incestuous congress of our flesh. I hated myself so much. I pushed down my lust, fighting the whimper threatening to escape my lips as he brushed my nub.“I was hoping to ensure your fertility this morning,” he said. “I ache so powerfully for you, sweetling.”“I know. I do, too,” I said, hating how it wasn’t a lie. “But...” I kept my voice wan. “I’m just too tired. I hardly slept. I cannot please you right.