I wouldwalk up to you and start kissing you... deeply and passionately.As I'm kissing you I begin to undress you. I take yourshirt off, then your pant...... as I take off your bra and itfalls away, I cup both of your tits in my hands, with yournipples being gently squeezed between my hands and thumbs.Still kissing you, I lay you down on the bed, hovering overyou and kissing my way down your neck, onto your chest, thenmy mouth finds your nipples... Mmmmmmm, sucking them,teasing them with my. .."Ira finishes, "she careens out of control. This occasionally happens to us."I was thankful for Ira including both of us but I still correct, "Alexi, Ira is supporting me by telling you we both have occasional emotional issues, however that is an incorrect association. I still have emotional attachments to Ben Blaine which sometimes create unfortunate issues."Ira adds, "Yes these issues have been acknowledged to become problematic in the past."Alexi questions, "Mira, did you destroy any. She was bemusing me. The memory burned clear now how I slipped into the trance as she sauntered up to me and began to talk.My husband released me. I found myself bending over the table. I pressed my naked breasts to the tablecloth. My rump was presented to my husband. I squirmed, my heart pounding in my chest. My daughter smiled at me, her dark eyes almost glowing with her excitement. “Mmm, you were a bad mommy, weren't you? Turning me into your sex slave.”I shuddered as she said that. “Not a. Only our wicked lovemaking abruptly ended when I realized Dad would be home any minute. My Mother then laughed at how she wouldn't have a good excuse why supper wasn't prepared.Hastily, I went to my room and cleaned up, and when I heard Dad come in, I thought about calling Becky to tell her how Mom had just fucked me silly. But I realized that telling her that would have gotten her all hot and bothered. She would then be so horny she'd come over and screw my brains out, as well.Fuck, I wouldn't.