Sarah climbed into bed on my side and began to straddle me with her leg. I thought she was going to continue to her side of the bed when she stopped ...nd sat on top of me with her hands rested on my chest and her pussy on my hard dick. “Mmmm,” she muttered. She rubbed my chest rocking slightly back and forth. I could feel the inner lips of her pussy pressed on top of my penis and her swollen outer lips creating a groove that my shaft filled. Sarah then leaned forward and kissed me on the. In my mind, that gave me permission to root through her shit. I opened her drawers and carefully pawed through her nightgowns, which were nothing to fart at. Plain colours and no skimpy Victoria's Secret bullshit. How disappointing. I went to the next drawer down and finally found the jackpot. It was her underwear drawer, and I had a good look through her panties and bras. They were exactly as I had imagined: really big and unattractive. But I suppose you can't wear bondage gear with saggy. ”“It’s more than that,” I said. “Knowing what I know now about our nature, why would my Dad leave her and take me with him?”Valory shrugged. “I don’t know. I was only six when you ‘died’,” she said, using her fingers to make quotes around the word, died. “Mom never told me what happened. She let me and everyone else believe you were dead.”I frowned and thought about Jordan. She had been born under very strained circumstances. “Was I a strange or strained birth?”“What do you mean?”I told her. It became wet and I stopped kissing. I took my fingers and smelled it. It smelled awesome the most fragrant thing I smelt. I took my fingers and put into my mouth to taste the wet juice. It tasted like masterpiece made by a great chef.I couldn’t control myself and started to finger her again and put my other hand inside the pajama from her back. I started to finger her pussy and squeeze her ass. She started moaning. I realized we are in the library and wanted to make her silent. I started.