"He continues to suck on her nipples back and forth, while the hand moves over her flat belly rubbing the oils into it, never ceasing. He gives specia... attention to the hollow area on her hips, massaging the oils in over her ovaries. As his hands drift lower, sliding under the waist band of her panties. moving, and massaging until he is over her shaven bare mound. She is molten down there, fluids flowing from her soaking her panties and making it so easy to slide his fingers over her lips, back. I've been out in the rain, and I just got back.'"Then you're probably ready for lunch. How about soup and a sandwich? That's all I can cook. There's even scotch left from last night. Lots of scotch."Her voice was soft and sultry. Also very inviting. I suddenly decided that I couldn't stay in my apartment alone on Sunday afternoon. Now when I could spend the time with Honey."It sounds wonderful, Honey." Plus — I've got a fringe benefit. Just for you."She had so many of those I couldn't guess. Mom has a good figure, but it's MOM'S! I'm as likely to get voyeuristic over Mom as I am over Dad. Even less likely actually, as looking at Mom would feel wrong, whereas looking at Dad would just be boring. Prof and Vanessa were safe from me too, because who wants to look at old bodies! I was concerned about the distance between the Kids' House and the Adults' bedrooms because their being slightly too far apart could be a disadvantage in an emergency. Such an emergency hadn't happened yet and. Her form, the perfection of her taut body, watching her bathe herself, and the expectation of what was to come had me on edge.I unbuttoned my pants and fished my fat stiff cock from its prison. It stood out straight, daunting, ready to split pussy wide. The black cat’s eyes widened, and the arrogance, defiance, and anger melted into a look of dread.“I a virgin,” she said, “Please, please, don’t hurt me not wit that thing.”“On your knees, cunt,” I ordered her. “Suck it.”There was this expression.