M ... Martin..." was all she could articulate.Mary Anne listened at the key hole but could hear very little. After a few minutes she nervously opened ...he bathroom door and peered into the bedroom. The young woman was appalled to see her boyfriend's muscular backside rising and falling furiously between her mother's thighs. He was grunting in time to his forceful thrusts, which were becoming faster and faster and her mother was responding in kind."I'm coming, I'm coming," Martin panted"Get off. Ok, she’s my sister, but I still look. She’s not much into group sports, which is probably the biggest reason for her not meeting guys. But she does work out, run, skateboard, that kind of stuff. More than me. That’s for sure.Oh, there is that one set of tights, she says they are yoga workout pants. But to me, they just make a guy want to grab her ... and I have. I spank her spandex covered ass, though more of sliding my hand across her than a real spank. Cop a feel.“You like FEELING UP girl’s. Today will be better.She put on a sheer thong and her warm-ups, then brushed her hair, noticing that the trip to the spa and late shower had not been friendly to it. She managed to get it on top of her head with the help of several plastic clamps so that she didn't look quite so awful. If he's going to be here for two months, he'd better get used to seeing me in the morning. When she thought, "two months," she realized that his presence would have a definite end. At least at the end of two. . Reality in the Twilight Zone Perhaps it was a gentle, anemonic caress of his manhood sheathed inside Snama’s yoni that had awakened Neshe. Or it was just a sleepy stirring of the angelic form spooned against his chest and loins that encroached upon his sleep. Maybe it was a combination of these two. Or was it . . . He was not clear. His eyes wandered to the Spartan face of the phosphorescent clock. Four thirty seven it said. ‘Almost daybreak’ he thought. His mind meandered to when they had.