I barely felt it, for I had something more important on my mind - the delicate, sock-clad ankle in my grasp.At this point, it was all over for the gir.... Sure, she tried to struggle away, but I easily pulled the ninety-pound waif into my closer grasp. I crawled on top of her, covering and controlling her wee little form with my substantial, one-hundred-ninety pounds. Our faces were inches apart, and I drank in how her skin flushed prettily, how her nostrils flared rapidly, and how her pupils. I got my sketchbook set and then plugged my mp3 player into a tiny speaker I’d seen advertised on late night TV a couple of weeks ago. It filled the clearing with an eerie note of flute music.“Shakuhachi!” Beth shouted.“Beautiful. A flute?” Melody asked.“Japanese Bamboo Flute,” I answered. “There’s a few cuts of new age flute music, too. I wanted something we could all hear and that wouldn’t sound out of place here.”“I expected you to put on your headset,” Lissa said. “Are you going to be able. ” Mom said.I reach up her skirt and move my hand into her panties and start moving my fingers in and out of her pussy. She opens her mouth trying to scream but I quickly wrap my lips around hers to close her mouth and begin kissing her passionately. And as I keep my lips on my mom, I continue finger fucking her pussy, and I can tell she enjoys the pleasure from my fingers. But mom comes to her senses again, and moves her lips away from mine. “Please stop, it is wrong for having my son’s fingers. Nikki said something to Lisa I couldn’t make out as it sounded muffled like they were in a hug. “I like this guy too,” Nikki said. “But promise me that you will be careful. You are still pretty fragile after what that asshole did to you.”“I know,” sighed Lisa. “He is so different than Martin. He treats me so wonderfully. I can’t help this feeling. It’s overwhelming. I just can’t get enough of him.”“You mean you can’t get enough of that big cock of his,” said NikkiBoth girls giggled. “Yet.