Looking out the window the afternoon looked so glum. The sound ofyour breathing behind me reminded me of the morning we had just spent inbed lazing; y...ur snuggle as ever were so fantastic, and I lapped up yourscent as if it were the most expensive fragrance. Whatever you were doingon the computer it had totally engrossed you, and for the moment I let yoube. It then struck me to do the meal I had been planning on for ages; youknow the one I had been on about for a while. Without as much as a. Going to the living room, he showed me the stack of movies. Picking one, I put it in the player and went to sit down. Mr Davis picked me up and laid me against him.As the movie played he ran a hand up and down my leg, while his other was wrapped around me holding me tight against him. I felt the arm around my stomach move up slowly. Reaching my bra, he cupped my fake books. He ran his finger tips over the right one, then circled around as if he was tracing a nipple. I watched him for a few. . see that you remember that.”“Yes, Sir.”That was then ... this is now.“It’s not an idle threat, young man. Your dad was the only person who could control my temper...” I gave him the evil mom look. “And he’s not here to stop me. You’re on notice.“Rule change. David, you will protect your sister from all unwanted touches. Understand?”“Beck ... defend your person.”Beck grinned. There was an older boy in middle school ... and a giant German girl who rode the bus and sat behind Beck. Complaining. In her way it was great teasing foreplay. As she finished I was concerned about getting oil on the sheets. That was the least of her worries. Ann lay in the middle of the bed, poured a fairly liberal amount of oil on her pussy and asked me to fulfil one of her long held fantasies, to fist her! I knelt between her thighs and began to stroke the outside of her pussy with my fingers. Ann has very sparse brown pubic hair; for someone who doesn’t shave she is almost hairless. From her nude sun.