My hands softly traced your belly and grabbed the side of your waist as I planted a few more kisses behind your ear and the back of your neck. With mo...e kisses, your sniggers and giggles turned into soft moans which filled that lust-filled room. I traced my right hand all the way up to your shoulders and moved your beautiful curly red hair away to plant a kiss on your shoulder. My left hand glided it's way up from your waist stopped just below your ribs. I could feel your heartbeat rising in. I thrust my feet up in the air and stared at the pink toenail polish. Maybe I should paint them red.At least it would be something to do. Where was Mrs. Matthews?Then my phone rang.Madeline MarlowThe doorbell rang, but I didn’t have time to deal with that. I had to deal with my daughter. I hurried downstairs, hastily wrapped in my robe. The doorbell rang again as I spotted my discarded purse and clothing from when I stripped naked to seduce my daughter.I hardly felt any shame at that act. I had. She tensed and I knew she was getting close. My cock was like a hot iron in my pants as her excitement inflamed me. My tongue ached, my jaws cramped. She came—filling the room with a feverish scream. When her spasms faded she sagged off the chair and tumbled onto me and I cradled her in my arms like a sleepy child. When she settled back to normal she rose and put on her shorts. “God, I wanted that.” Her tone was flat; she sounded satisfied. “Tom won’t do it,” she said, referring to her. It was dry underneath, but the wet clothes and the cold were getting to be too much for her. Shivering constantly she thought of her home planet, a warmer and far more pleasant place than this hellhole. She squeezed her eyes tight shut, and clamped her teeth together to stop them chattering. Tears burned her cheeks; she shook her head, ashamed at her weakness.She had to get proper shelter and warmth soon. Her body was not equipped to cope with this. She was now in real danger of suffering from.