When Heather moved away to embrace Gwen, Steve stepped closer to Amber and held out his arms welcomingly. The veteran newswoman let out a sob, quickly...stepped into them and hugged him tightly.“Steve, I was so worried! Look how you’ve been hurt, but you saved so many people, including Gwen and Chancellor Braun,” managed Amber as she clutched Steve tightly.“Listen, everyone. I know I look like hell, but I’m doing just fine, and the doctors tell me that I’ll make a full recovery. Please report. We each looked away, but not before our eyes had met for an instant."It's good to see you," she said, a small catch in her voice."I've missed you," escaped from me. I looked away quickly. "Vicki's not here. She went to the mall." I knew she'd be gone. She told me you were starting on your garden. I came to help." All the way from college to spend spring break working like a Turk. It doesn't sound very appealing."What did she not say? What was the look she gave me? That look evaporated like my. As I worked the pantiesmore fully into place I felt the mess in their seat press against mynarrow but full-enough-to-be-unmanly backside. It was supremelyhumiliating.Margie snickered and Max guffawed. I stood there with my thighs pressedtogether, hugging myself, knowing that I was a perfect picture ofdisgrace, but unable to assume a less demeaned pose. As ifcongratulating each other for the inventive indignity they had inflictedon me, they shared a long unhurred kiss. Max's cum was. She wanted it it. She was addicted to lesbian incest. I kissed her lips, my breasts nuzzling into hers, my nipples throbbing as her tongue shot into my mouth. She ran her hand through my black hair then gripped the back of my head, holding me tight against the kiss.She was growing up so fast.I broke the kiss, holding up the vibrator. “This is called a clit rocket. Imagine what this feels like used in the right spot.”Her eyes shot wide open. A hot shiver raced through her. She nodded with eager.