‘Lilac, I would not have you look to me as your new father!’ ‘MY father!’ she replied with a look of rebuke, then continued as her voice grew ...ofter and she drew nearer, ‘Nay, I would not look to you as my father.’ She raised her mouth to his with an eagerness even his most vivid dreams had not hazarded. Groaning with relief and desire, he kissed her in return with tenderness tempering his heated blood. It appeared quick enough to him that Lilac had learned to kiss enticingly with some lad. She didn’t answer for a long time. He watched as her brow knitted together in a frown and he tried to tamp down this stubborn feeling of hope that kept creeping back, tried to brace himself for the ‘it’s not you it’s me’ speech. When her reply finally came it was unexpected. ‘It was your brother, he…’ Jumping to his feet he clenched both his fists as the words burst out of him. ‘He what? What did he do? Did he say something to you?’ He’d forgotten that Will was going to be there this weekend. . She arched her back, allowing Sylar deeper access, as the steady rise towards her breaking point drew near. His fingers worked at lightning speed until they broke her. Everything happened at once. The hand over her mouth withdrew as she flung herself up to hug Sylar as close to her body as possible. Sylar shuddered and yanked her hair back when she moaned right into her ear. He devoured her lips just as her inner muscles clamped down against his fingers with a death grip. Her pussy pulsated. This was one thing that I never talked to Ron about…ever. Having his baby, yes, having one with Bill, no.One nice warm night, after at least an hour of very good foreplay and sex, while lying on the blankets in his arms, I told him, “If it can be done…if you don’t mind…I’d love to ‘dress’ and have a birthday gang bang.”We talked about it for a while. I could come up with the clothes (with just a little shopping), he thought he could cum up with at least five or six guys that would want to take.