She whispered, “It is, but don’t stop.”The ferocity of his lust precipitated a corresponding rise in her temperature. While she thought only of ...im, she couldn’t be certain of her own feelingsHe kissed her again and slowly ran his hands up and down her entire body. Even knowing she was his Mother had not wiped out the desire he felt for her and he was going to make love to her, she was all he wanted.This was a kiss that they had previously known, only deeper, hungrier. More demanding. She moved. Jeff had seen her, seen her dressed as a kajira and had KNOWN. He had known and he had taken her, raped her. Her fingers were on her clit as she ran those thoughts through her head over and over, crying even as she brought herself to orgasm one more time.It seemed to calm her, and she stood, straightened her clothes, and stepped out of the stall to wash her face. When she thought she looked presentable, she went out to find Amy--she didn't want her friend to think anything had happened. It. She then realized that her hand was in her own pussy. She moved it up to her Uncle’s cock and felt the sack as her lips kissed the head. Then she kissed down one side and back up the other. As she was doing this her other hand was filled with cock and she realized that Uncle Peter had undressed. Then she heard a squeak much like she had made earlier and looked around to see her aunts dress was open and her father’s fingers were pushing up into her pussy as his lips were sucking her breast. Then. Watching his every move they reacted to his every word and intention as if they clearly understood, and indeed they did. In an odd way Paul found it comforting. When his shift ended, Paul wandered the streets and listened with a sense of joy. Finding his way to the edge of the city he found a hill overlooking it. Seeing the city below and the moon shining overhead embraced what he was and howled. The dogs of the city took up his call, hailing their king and Blood Fang's call echoed across the.