Lower, Her moist inner lips separated Her slit. My manhood got tighter and I could feel my knob throb against my belly. The contents of my sac ached w...th need.I moved between Her restrained and spread legs and found myself fisting the spur of my manhood. I forced it down between Her legs and roughly rubbed the knob through Her wet lips. We both groaned aloud with the anguish, the pleasure of the contact. I ground the tip of my knob against Her exposed clit. She screamed at the contact and. You are almost like the son I never had." My stomach dropped. I knew I had completely ruined the moment, referring him to a son. I wanted to go jump off a cliff. I quickly looked away in embarrassment. Colt: "Caroline would a son do this?" I grabbed her face looking her in the eyes and planted a gentle kiss on her lips. Caroline: The way he held my face made me feel secure. I was shocked that he had kissed me. I did not think that his flirtatious advances meant anything. I kissed him back then. So this is the amalgamated story of Cathy and Chris. I give you the prologues from both!CATHY DOUGLASThis story is set 3 years ahead of the events in George Douglas; and it follows on from Veronica Coleman; for theses events please read both volumes — I need the extra readers!The George Douglas story left on an apparent cliff-hanger, How far under control was Chris Henderson? Would he become a programmed toy for the Association to use?What happened to Sharon, Kathy and Charlotte? — would their. Had our parents appeared, we would likely have been grounded from ever seeing each other again, at least not alone. But they did not appear.Our legs and bare feet stroked against each other with toes wiggling. Our hands shifted above her head as we kissed. My body seemed to move on its own, slowly grinding into hers. Her legs parted and mine went in between. When we broke our kiss to catch our breaths, she was panting, mouth wide, braces now visible in a grin. Her face blushed red. I’m sure.