With trembling hands, Clair picked up her razor and the shaving cream and got to work. She noticed now that the sight of her daughter's pussy, almost ...xposed, ready to be fully bared, was beginning to turn her on. She felt her own pussy growing moist in her underwear as she worked. She reached down and undid the button of her jeans, giving herself a little air. She found her razor on her daughter's tender young lips, gliding gracefully down them while decimating her horrid bush. She moved up. Mere aankhen band ho chali thi, unka ehsaas achha lag raha tha. Dheere se unhone mere boobs par haath rakha, mere sharir me jaise bijli duad gayi ho, main ek dum se sihar Utha, wo bhi peeche ho gayi.Tab hume hosh aaya ki hum kya kar rahe the. Par wo ehsas itna pyara tha ki hum waise hi kafi der lete rahe. Main thodi aur karib ho gaya unke. Ab wo neeche sarak gayi thi, bilkul mere bagal me let gayi. Unki garam saanse mere chehre se takra rahi thi, meri aankhe band thi.unhone mere maathe par ek. Speaking of fucking, we’re both going to be fucked if you don’t get me home soon. The movie is over and most of the cars are gone. Put your shorts on, button your shirt and I’ll dress as you drive me home.’ Mary told me. Within two minutes I was dressed and we began the 30-minute drive to Mary’s house. I was a little surprised but Mary didn’t begin to dress immediately. She propped her feet up on the dash and began playing with her pussy with one hand and pulling on her nipples with the other. . There was a man I didn’t recognize ... and a talking statue.”“Did you have visual hallucinations before when you were hearing voices?” he asked.Valerie shook her head. “No. I only heard things.”“I’m not a psychiatrist, but what you’re describing sounds to me more like a bad dream.”“A dream? I never remember dreams.”“Maybe with the right conditions and the right part of your sleep cycle...”“Maybe it was just a dream.”“Are you okay, now?”“I’m better. Carter — can you stay?”“I can stay. Is it.