”Samantha threw her head up as David slowly kissed her from her neck to her breast. Her hands were wandering all over his naked back, exploring his ...houlders and back muscles. But her hands quickly went to his head and pushed him more onto her tits.She felt her son licking the top of her breast. “Ahh, suck me, suck my breast, baby,” she moaned in pleasure.David was using the tip of his tongue to paint her boobs with his saliva. “I like to call them tits, momma,” he said as he used both his. She owned the condo. Did she know? She collected pictures of herself with powerful people. Did she collect the rent from them as well?Simon. Smart enough. Smarter than all of them. Smarter than me. Simon could manage that kind of money—change its form—put it into the economy under a legitimate guise. Simon was dead; wasn’t he?I went back to sleep.It was better than light the next time I woke up. Something soft and lingering touched my parched lips. Even through the cracked dryness the touch was. .. and I knew from reading her mind that she delighted in the slimy feeling of it.As for Erica and Heather, the latter enjoyed what happened even more than the former right then. She really loved getting screwed by her daughters, particularly now that they were futa and could use the real thing instead of strap-on dildos. The fact that Erica didn’t mind Ashley’s sloppy seconds definitely helped things along for Heather, just as it did for Erica. They wanted pregnancies to happen, too, so this. But now many years later as Naomi stared out at the rain, a solemn expression on her face and tears threatening to spill down her cheeks, Naomi realized just how drastically things had changed. Once upon a time she had been an innocent little girl content with her life. She had a loving family, plenty of friends, a wonderful home and everything she could ever want. She had never had a reason to cry. And briefly she wondered if she had taken things for granted. Of course, how much could an eight.