It was proving too much for me, and in an inexplicable wanton act of debauchery, I lowered my pants and started masturbating. I didn't try to pretend ... was telepathically trying to humiliate her in any way. I was aware that this was a full-on incestuous perversion, and I didn't care. I became manic, my head floating in a demonic haze raking my hard cock at the masturbating image of my Mother on heat. My arms flexed and in doing so, knocked the cup of water left from a session sometime before.. “I don’t know; I saw Jen up by the front counter when I walked past so I walked over to say hello, and she told me that Derek was there and that she was helping him get ready for a photo session, and that he wanted to talk to me.” I looked sideways at her. “He wanted to talk to you? About what?” “Well…” She seemed hesitant, but I waited. I rarely have the self-discipline to do that, but this seemed like a good moment to exercise a bit of that rare commodity. Eventually she went on; “He got the. As I cuffed her hands behind her back, Harry was busy with some kind of electronic box, untangling some wires. Rachel looked back from her perch, and urged her uncle to hurry up and make her jump. I stood behind her and rubbed her ass, bending down to inhale her scent. Her exotic feminine aroma was enough to get my cock hard almost immediately. I knelt down and licked her sweet pussy, and up into her already quivering ass hole. I didn’t notice Harry underneath her body, attaching a metal. “Why not?” I asked.“Because,” she began. Her voice changed at this point. To my astonishment so did her hair... and her eyes... and her body... and the clothing that she was wearing. “Because she already found me.”Marie– or whatever she now was– stepped into the room. She had lost several inches in height and a considerable amount of weight. She now had very dark hair and dark eyes which seemed to stand out against the paleness of her skin. Her clothing was diaphanous with a hint of green to.