By the rules of the game I was not permitted to think about anything I couldn't see. Well, apart from the warmth and pressure below of course; I might...as well allow that point of contact as there was no way in hell I could possibly ignore it however hard I tried.Hard it was of course, and hardening a little more as my body slowly beginning to emerge from its hibernation and more of my internal systems came on line. Harder again as it moved out, then back in...Back to the silhouette before me,. His mother was on her side, her creamy ass jutting back against Fawn's rounded hip. Joan had one leg drawn up, the other straight out. The hair around her cunt was revealed, and she was cupping one of her firm tits in the palm of her hand.Fawn was sprawled on her back, one arm above her head and the other flung to one side. Her flawless titties stood up in firm roundness, tipped by pink nipples. Her chest was rising and falling evenly. Her flat stomach, with the dimple of her belly button,. There was still nothing there. She reached her hand out then stopped “Wait it just disappeared!?” she exclaimed puzzled. She quickly turned around as the other me shut and locked the door. “What the fuck are you…” He quickly grabbed her throat silencing her. “You have such a filthy mouth. ‘Fuck this!’ ‘Fuck that!’ I think you just wanna get FUCKED! Who knows maybe is you do you’ll be less of a bitch.” She spat in his face his face as she tried to remove his hand. His eyes were red again. “Tsk. William had cum in her twice that day and I knew he was intent on at least one more fuck - I could see his stiff cock twitching where it was trapped down the leg of his shorts.I suggested he and I clean up the barbecue, the dishes, and see how Susan was when she woke up. He agreed and we spent the next hour washing dishes and putting things away. I brewed a big pot of coffee and when it was ready took a cup out to Susan who was wide awake, sitting on the edge of the bed rolling a joint. A vodka.