I briefly peek sideways at him through my lashes to gauge his reaction. He glances at me his posture changing just barely. I lean in and put my head o... his shoulder. We linger in the moment for a beat. I quietly reach out and place a hand on this thigh. He posture changes again he stiffens a bit but he doesn’t pull away from me. Slowly cautiously I move my hand up his thigh and slightly over until I’ve reached his groin. I feel him beginning to grow beneath my touch. I begin to caress his bulge. ”As they kissed, Miguel reached down and around, picking her up. Mia wrapped her legs around him as he carried her to the sofa. He easily held her aloft for a minute as they folded their lips and tongues together before setting her down.Mia didn't have a moment to settle back into the soft cushions of the large sofa, however. She sat upright at the edge of the cushion, looking up at Miguel. As she had been doing all along, she was trying to quickly recover herself, prepare herself. Miguel. Slowly, afraid that her head would fall off if she moved to quickly, she turned and looked at the clock on her nightstand. It read 7:00, so why was it getting light outside. Had she gone insane? Maybe it had all been a terrible nightmare, she thought until she moved her legs and felt a twinge of pain between them. Running her hand down to her aching womanhood, she found that her inner thighs were coated with a film of thick, creamy sap. Then her mind crazily lurched back to her incestuous union. .. sexier I guess you could say. While eating, I told her that we really missed her on the weekend and they want to do it again this weekend with her there too. To my surprise, she said, “Sure, I’ll go.” So I guess it was happening. On the drive home, I put my hand on her thigh and moved it higher and higher. Until she stopped me and pushed it away, saying she wasn’t really in the mood. This was really on my mind for a while after that. I didn’t know if she was only interested in Matt’s, or if.