It wasn’t naughtiness, happiness, regret, anger, sadness or any other emotion I knew. Instinct, however, led me to the conclusion that he was in pai.... If not agony. He watched my face intensely and I watched back, listening to his ragged breathing and searching his eyes for clues. I felt the cold wall leave my back and concluded he must be moving backward – back into my living area. He kept my legs around his waist and didn’t take his intense gaze off my face as he gently sat down on my sofa.. Desirée rolled onto her back, biting her lip. Her hands stole up and cupped her breasts, pinching her neglected, pink, hard nipples. Her breath quickened. Just the proximity of him excited her. Her fingers traveled down to her dribbling pussy, pushing into the warm vulval crease and beginning to manipulate her twitching clitoris with one hand while the fingers of the other plunged into her tight, silky, lonely, love channel.Mark was too deep asleep, dreaming of his afternoon activity. I discovered in her the importance of proportion. Everything about her was in it! Perfectly. Her face, her hair, her torso, the nape of her neck, her legs — they all fitted together making a whole that was much, much more than the sum of the parts. She was indeed truly adorable, and I was having a hard time assimilating such a total transformation! ‘I see you found us all right’ Susan said, dryly. I managed to find my tongue. ‘No problem. Your directions were impeccable.’ Heidi reappeared.. She shifted a bit on my bed and let out a drowsy murmur. Then she said, “Why did you leave then come back in?”“I took a shower,” I said.“Not that fast,” she purred. “You just licked all your cum out of me. That was incredible.”I froze. I did no such thing. My heart hammered in my chest. I glanced down the hallway to my mother's bedroom door. There was no way she could have done that. She was my mother. It was incest for her to lick my cum out of Anya's pussy.“Come cuddle with me,” Anya.