My world was spinning, turning, and churning in pleasure. How ever did it come this far? I released her top, freeing the last of her clothing from her...heaving body. I wanted to take her in, to see her, but all I was allowed was from the back. "Mom, do you think... Could you turn around?" I asked. I knew it was stupid but I just needed to see her. "Baby, what?" She panted miles away yet still atop me. "Would it be okay if you turn around? I'll still hold you," I pleaded. "Tommy, I don't know.... ‘So it is. Odd that I should forget right after coming in here. Actually, it wasn’t even like forgetting, it was like I never knew it in the first place. Imagine that, to all of a sudden find yourself somewhere and not know where it is, or why you’re there, or who you are.’ Charlotte took a bottle of wine out of the mini fridge. ‘It’s traditional to begin a story in medias res.’ ‘I’m sorry, what?’ ‘In the middle of the action, so that the reader will be drawn in by questions about the things. Shit, this isn't doing me any good what so ever as my dick got even harder. It was poked right into the crack of her sweet butt and the last time I looked before she pulled the cover on us was her bikini bottom stuck in the cleft of those firm rounded ass cheeks.Oh God, the thoughts in my head, the need I had, the experience I wanted, this luscious body laying next to mine, I was absolutely burning with want and desire. "Daddy, do I turn you on", she asked."YES, HELL YES....YOU DO !", I. "Well, I do want some input too, Kiddo. Don't forget I have to live there too."About the time this exchange ended Miles felt a tingle on his temple. Thinking it felt like an incoming call he mentally answered, 'Yes?''Good evening, Mr. President. We're just about ready for Miklit's send off. After that we'll process everyone as they make their decisions. I assume your wife is browsing the worlds even as we speak?''Good evening back to you, Mike. Yes, she's lost to the shopping gene and this.