The forbidden was winning out and the ever-growing grew to unprecedented heights. This is your own daughter! my head screamed. But visions of her yout...ful beauty, tainted by alcoholic influences, and her body nearly melted to mine, caused an infernal mental and physical battle to rage within me. This is your daughter, flesh of your flesh, product of your loins. And the more I thought of fresh, the harder I grew.My stroking of her face traveled to her shoulders and side. The gentle caresses. Biting her lower lip, Sersha cupped Charlotte’s clasped hand and pulled it toward her face. She raised their hands, mouth parted, and sucked one of Lottie’s fingers inside. Her lips moving down to the webbing, hot tongue massaging. Cleaning. She backed away and moved down from her index to pinky fingers, then lapped her palm like a cat with milk.“We talked about you the whole time, baby,” Charlotte murmured, trying to earn the strength back in her knees as Sersha’s tongue dragged over her. I then took my right hand and inserted my index finger inside her pointing upward. I felt around until I found a little rough spot. I drew back and added a second finger for better coverage. I relocated the spot and began curling my fingers slightly inside her.She looked down at me. I think that she wasn’t quite sure what I was doing.I smiled up at her. She returned the smile, but shortly thereafter the smile turned to an open-mouthed gawk. That was my cue. I dove back in tongue-first began to. I know what you meant. You’re cute when you panic.” Why did I just say that? Good going, Natalia. Now he’s going to get ideas. “Am I?” he asked while flashing a cheek-to-cheek smile. “Don’t get cocky.” “You forget who you’re talking to. It’s me.” “And? So what if it’s you? That doesn’t mean you’re supposed to act the way everybody expects you to.” Shit. Shit. Shit. Why the fuck did I just say that? Now he’s going to think I don’t like him. Wait, WHAT? I mean, that’s good. He’s not.