She skipped into the sitting room where he was watching TV and promptly snatched the remote out of his hand. "Hey, what was that for? I was watching t...at!" Mark grumbled. Sophie stuck her tongue out at him. "You've been watching TV all day, it's my turn," she retorted. Mark grinned. He couldn't stay angry at his little sister and she knew it. Mark and Sophie had a unique friendship. They had been home-schooled by their parents until high-school due to the remote region where they lived. The. " Then she reached over to him, lifted up her arms and drew her handsome father down. Their mouths met, and she thrust her tongue thirstily into his lips. His hairy chest pressed down upon the hard nipples of her tits, and his throbbing shaft nestled along her belly. So groovy, she thought, so damned wonderful and crazy, and so beautiful. She ran her tongue around inside his mouth, feeling his teeth, his inner cheeks and the thick . And in general that extra layer of softness that women have there. And then, it happened. He moved his hands further around her waist, to just above his mother's ass, and his hips and his rock hard cock came against her body. He sighed deeply. It felt so good. It felt like wonderful relief. For a second.His mother did a quick intake of breath. And her formerly warm and welcoming embrace turned rigid and startled. To which he responded by freezing and also becoming rigid all over his body. Only. ‘I haven’t been to bed since yesterday morning, so I’ll hope you’ll forgive the mind blank. What did you want?’ Boy now he sounded like a real idiot. Maybe he should give in and take that fishing trip. Michelle realized she was standing at attention and automatically slouched a little, trying to give the impression that she wasn’t uncomfortable with his scrutiny or the fact that he was Detective Nick Saint, Hot Shot Investigator. He was probably testing her, letting her think that what she said.