"Are you two alright up there?" my Uncle shouted. "We're fine, Ash just fell into the draws but he's alright, we'll be down in a moment." "Oh ok babe ... just wondered what the bangs were." Shit I didn't know he could have heard that, otherwise I wouldn't have pushed her against the wall but then again these walls are so thin. But Aunt May wasn't bothered and pushed herself from the wall which made me fall onto their bed. My cock was still planted in her wet pussy and the bounce made me thrust. How could I watch this, a thing so so utterly distressing and yet perfect in its erotic piquancy? And so for minutes after minutes, I quietly stood by the bedside and watched the unfolding ravishment of my one true love. I had to endure her willing him on, witness the way her eyes urged him to fuck her harder, her kisses and caresses enflaming the beast of lust and driving him to excess. I could not shake off the certainty that Alice was gone, that it was Meg beneath Jason. My dead wife was. As a result of her renewed interests, she thought it might be possible that Rupert might have a little brother or sister before long. But she doubted strongly that a woman who could do the things Rupert described could be a virgin. None the less, she assented to accompany her son on his search for his one true love.For days they went from house to house, demanding to see every woman of an age less than thirty who resided there. Many were obviously not the woman he sought. One or two offered to. Their caresses started at her ankles and continued over her calves onto her thighs, feather-light and tantalizingly slow. Ward, at her left leg, used both hands. With one on the inner side and the other on the outer, he felt his way up the leg almost to the top before stopping the progress of the hand on the inside. The other hand slid onto her bare hip and over it to the waistband of her skirt, then around onto her asscheek. Meanwhile, the motionless hand simply rested on quivering flesh, his.