. I ... need you inside me!"And of course he was only too happy to oblige.He spent hours lost in Miranda, separate from his troubles and his worries.B...t of course it could not last.He sat on the edge of her bed and slowly dressed, while Miranda lay watching him."Don't get up," he smiled crookedly. "Lie there, and try to go back to sleep ... I'll let myself out, and drop the catch as I go." But I want to see you out, to say goodnight to you properly." She pouted playfully, but there was an edge. He'd corrupted me, his young cousin; I'd die, knowing he corrupted his own son. Especially at the age he corrupted me: fourteen."How do you know about me and him?" I asked.He became red faced with embarrassment. "My dad accidentally copied me on one of your emails. He never noticed, and I guess you didn't either, because I never saw a reply." I never hit Reply All," I muttered. "What did you read?" About you and him when you first did it."I tried to think back. That exchange had to be back in. Then I pulled out, got on my knees and positioned her the same way with her ass in the air and her head on the mattress. I slid my dick in her beautiful inviting cunt and started fucking her as hard as I could. She turned around and watched me fucking her. She had that glazed look on her eyes. She told me she loved the sound me slapping up against her ass. I did too. I wanted to pull out and stick it in her ass but I loved her too much to do something to her she was not ready for. I could not. I rolled over and swung my legs over the side of the bed, hunched with my forearms resting on my thighs, my long hair falling over my down-turned face. I yawned while scrunching my toes on the thick carpet. Pushing off the bed, I stood in my short, blue nightie and ran my fingers through my tangled hair. It fell behind my shoulders onto my back. I stretched my arms straight into the air with my fingers apart. Tilting my head back, I yawned again, my mouth open as far as my jaw would permit. My.