She smiled beautifully at me, holding my face gently in her loving hands. I reached for her healing touch, and when I brushed her angelic breasts, I j...st barely felt heavenly nipples. I yearned to take her nipple into my mouth and drink from the breast of Heaven. When I tried to rise up and suckle, my angel gently lifted my hands away, crooned words of love, and settled me back down. She placed each arm back on the bed, where they stayed of their own accord.The exertion exhausted me, and once. I don’t think she would lie to me after what we’ve done.”“Olive, I’m not saying she lied, but maybe she blocked it out or something... but it sure feels like she has done this before. Still, pretty awesome you had sex with your mom.” Abby gasped as her eyes rolled back in her head from the small ball of pleasure building inside her body. “Remind me to tell you... Something after this...it’s getting hard...to talk ...and think!” she moaned.Olive leaned over and kissing her best friends’ lips.. I take the restraining jacket off and throw it by the wall. Slowly I turn around as I watch my body, still clothed, become an instrument of pleasure. My breasts are still full and desirable, my hips are round and fluid as I move from foot to foot. I watch my breasts move as I shake them from one side to the other. I unbutton my blouse, pull the ends from my skirt, and slowly strip for an audience of one.. I turn my back to the mirror and slowly lower one side of my skirt then the other and move. “. . .If Daddy could see me now. . .” I thought with a smile. “Mmmm Mish Jemming. . .” Jerome cooed as he looked down at what was happening to him. His dick was all of 9” now and still swelling nicely. It was becoming quite plump in girth. It felt amazing in my hand. I closed my fingers around it a little tighter and started to move my hand a tiny bit. For all intents and purposes, I was giving him the hand-job he wanted. Then Jerome reached around me with an unsteady hand and felt my tit. I.