So warm. So soft. So slick.Her vaginal muscles felt alive. They gripped and pulsed and throbbed and sucked, taking Ennis to peaks of pleasure he'd nev...r before ascended. He thrust his hips against her and felt her thrust back at him from the bed."Ooo master, you feel so nice," the succubus sighed.Her pussy was slick with her juices and some of his. Ennis slid in and out of her tight vagina with effortless ease. He felt the beginnings of a monstrous orgasm building within his body."Feed me your. "Spittin' image" I squeaked in my shock. I took a moment to catch my breathe, then I said with a voice husky from hormones flowing, "Let's get out of here."I wanted to talk about the feelings we had, because I was trying to both understand why my son had wanted me; and why that had turned me on and given me those reciprocal incestuous desires which could never be fulfilled. Maybe in Heaven. Or perhaps..."My hotel room is around the corner."It was that easy. We arrived at his place with a bottle. In less than a second, she asked the reporters to wait for 5 minutes and asked Javed and me to accompany her to the back of the building.There were a hose and pipe out in the open. I resisted the idea of bathing in the open naked. “There’s nobody in the college today, Bhagat, it’s fine”, she said. I took off my t-shirt and expected her to leave me and Coach alone, but she watched. I was hesitant in taking off my towel (wearing nothing underneath), when she comes closer, places her hand on my. That was enough to retire the shirt.I kept it because it was still my favorite shirt, even if its folded shape stayed unmoved in a year from its nesting in the back left corner of my shirt drawer. By now, I've gotten into a grungy punk thing with my friends. I keep thinking about how it might be cool to make an ironic statement by ripping off the embarrassingly short arms and scissoring, in rude cuts, the tight collar.That's the great thing about cool ideas--you don't necessarily have to do.