" She was moving her hands up along the back of my thighs, stroking me gently ... and I felt lightheaded, as if I might fall down any second. I put my...hands on Mom's shoulders, more from reflex than anything else.Mom found my bottom with her hands, cupping my cheeks through the thin cotton of my panties and fondling them ... gosh, it felt good. Really good."Ohhhh ... Mom," I moaned, swaying slightly, nearly overcome by her touch."You're so hot, Wendy ... so hot all over." Mom was saying,. Nothing. I was alone.Alone again. Just me and my thoughts ... me and my imagination ... me and the voices in my head.At the conclusion of the very first futile interview, after I'd been returned to my little cell and left alone (though I was probably being monitored), I'd stretched out on the cot and tried to sleep. That's when I first started hearing voices in my head.They were faint and garbled to begin with. My first thought was that they were somehow related to the skull splittingly painful. "I've missed you really bad." That goes for me too," Harry added. "I've been on the road so much it is good to be home and to see you again. And I've really missed seeing you!" Thanks guys. Been looking forward to when we could get together again. The last times we were together just whetted my appetite for those nice cocks of yours."They both came over to me and began removing my clothes. Their hands were all over me. I fondled and stroked each cock getting them both up hard. Their cocks felt. They kissed again and went there seperate ways. Kris arrived home at about 11:30ish.He went inside quitely because he thought they were asleep.He made it up stairs when he heard something like moaning or mabey it was his imagination.He noticed his light was on and was suprised Vanessa was't sleeping.he made it front of the door and definetly heard moaning.Not one voice but two voices.Was his wife cheating on him he thought. He opened the door halfway. He was completely shoked of what he saw. .