John had to admit that even though he had a beautiful model wife, he still longed for those young little girls he used to play with on the show. He fe...t bad for lusting after them but in a way he loved the sexy little fantasies he had of them. Buying a birthday gift for them would be the difficult part. After a few hours of trying to choose, he decided to buy them both matching diamond bracelets since cared for them and had been a big part of his life.The day had finally arrived and John was. "Mom, can we talk?" I asked, not knowing what to talk about, but knowing that I didn't want her to leave just yet.She hesitated at the door, unsure of herself, then finally shrugged and sat next to me on the bed."What is it, hunny?" She asked.I looked deep into her eyes till she looked away, cheeks going slightly red. "I really didn't have anything to say, I just wanted you to stay in here with me," I told her honestly."Hunny, we really shouldn't," she told me, but placed her hand on my blanket. As I lick her clitoris I notice that her left inner labia is bruised, a rough lover perhaps. She nibbles my labia gently at first, and then more roughly, maybe that is how she got the bruise. I pick at a piece of dead skin and trace a vein with my tongue. My hand is slender and I probe deep inside her. I am desperate to drink her. Her fingers explore my cunt and anus in tandem. We can feel each other’s heat and the tremors coursing through our bodies. She ejaculates and my mouth catches her. The images faded away into a dull gray nothing. Both Maria and Melinda cried out in fear, their bodies once again separated."Who are you?" the Lady Melinda demanded. "How did you bring me here? Are you a witch?"They glared into each other's frightened, angry eyes. "I know you! You're that Puta Raul was with! I gave you to the General to play with. How did you get away from him?" You're my sister?" Maria asked, completely confusing her antagonist, her eyes widening in triumph as she realized.