She pulled her lips apart and slid slowly down my shaft. Her face had the most exquisite expression. Her eyes were closed and there was a sweet smil... on her lips. She pressed her tiny hands on my chest as she took all of me. My father's wife leaned forward, her long black hair making a curtain around my face. Her eyes looking into mine she whispered, "I think we have already made a c***d my son. I wish to fuck you now for the pleasure it brings." She brought her face down to mine and her. Rose Orchard strode behind me in the same direction. We were roughly the same age. She was not voluptuous. Her body was large, shaped like a pear. Her steps nearly thudded on solid ground. I swallowed my uncharitable thoughts and took Luke into my arms. "Hush, Luke." He had not cried.Smiling, Mrs. Orchard greeted me. "She is a lovely child." Her voice lilted like a singer's. But it lacked breath. Inside this large body, a quiet person lived her life."Luke, Ma-am." I pretended to sputter."Oh. “And don’t worry about having sex with Francine but if you have sex with anyone else, make sure you use a condom. I’ll get some and put them in your drawer so you have them. If you see someone at school who rings your bell, tell me and I’ll help any way I can.”“Em, you’re the best. I love you.”“I love you, too, J. Kiss me and then go to sleep.” I kissed her thoroughly and she left to return to her own bed. I thought about making love to Francie as I continued to stroke my cock, but the image. We climbed creaky old stairs. She unlocked a heavy wooden door, and we entered."I'll get the candles," she said, but stopped short. Katia was there, sitting on the couch, waiting."She's kidnapped Ines and Jessica," she blurted out when we entered. Fiorella rushed to her, and hugged her."Who's kidnapped them?" I asked."What did she say?" Lauren asked. Katia was speaking Italian."That someone has kidnapped them. Hold on, let me ask."Katia caught her breath. "A genius loci," she replied, "Well --.