I noticed a glistening droplet form on the pinnacle and swept it up with the tip of my finger. It seemed to cling on to him as I lifted it towards my ...ips, drawing out a long, sticky strand until it broke.I stuck my tongue out and licked the finger, knowing very well that I was crossing a very firm line. This was no longer just a game. This was dead serious, and I welcomed it. I kept looking into his eyes as I closed my red lips around the finger and savoured his pre-cum. I knew he was as ready. ‘Keep your diary clear on Saturday, and stay by the phone, I’ll be in touch’ she said stealing peeks at his bulging crotch. The elevator stopped and she was gone. ********************* He waited patiently in the motel room as she had instructed him to. He was quite shocked when she phoned him at 6 a.m that Saturday morning with the instructions. And as he waited, he was still trying to figure out what her game was. ‘Perhaps she wants me to spy on Peggy for her….’ His train of thought was. Green's relationship to my family. If I understood the tree correctly — Marvin Green was my Dad's cousin. His father was my grandma's brother."Before I say anything, I'd better call my Dad." I said.Emma was getting annoyed. "Will someone tell me what's going on?" Emma, unless I'm wrong, we are related. You heard this pendant is a symbol of my extended family. Your father had the same pendant which your mom has kept. Here is a family tree of 5 generations, and if I read it right — your father. “Not a dirty, cock-fucking slut like your sister used to be?”“No, Mom!” she moaned, rubbing her fingers faster on her clit and pussy lips. “No, I’m not! I’m a good girl, Mommy!”She squealed, bucking and trembling. I savored her orgasm. Her legs kicked out. Juices flooded out of her pussy. They smelled so sweet. A hot surge of incestuous lust shot through me as I watched her cum. Her little nose wrinkled. Her glasses slid down her nose. Her eyes fluttered.She was so cute. She was so.