.. sexy."Her use of that word startled me and I turned my head to look into her eyes, her face held an impish embarrassment. Mothers are not supposed ...o be, or feel, sexy... are they?Then I felt it. And again.Mother was pressing her groin into my thigh, which I realized with small humour, was still out of tune with the beat of the music.She saw my comprehension to her movement and she leaned up yet again. "You would not believe how wet your mother is honey!" And before the shock of that. ’ Dad’s words rang in her head, and remained as relevant now as on the day when she first heard them. And as on the day when she first really needed them. Six Years Ago: ‘Sasha? What did I say before about leaving your tricorder in your locker?’ The ten-year-old girl looked up at her teacher, flipping the lid closed to conserve power. ‘I was checking the content of my lunch for toxins.’ ‘I see.’ Mr Oruh was a Betazoid, his solid-coal black eyes narrowing. He was a short man, bald, with large. He proposed asking Patricia to be his wife he said “I know this is our first real date but I feel that I've known you all my life please make my life complete and agree to be my wife!” Tears were leaking from Patricia's beautiful eyes and as the violin played a long and loving note she accepted and the restaurant went wild for unknown to Patricia all the tables were filled with his family and friends he had rented the entire evening for this event never doubting for a second what her answer. "she moaned out loud. Natalie felt as if she was on fire. Her mind was clouded with lust and she wasn't sure if what she had just said was even language at all. He smiled a wicked smile. She gasped as he started to slap her breasts, short stinging slaps that made her nipples expand and harden. He leaned over and took a nipple in his mouth, biting and sucking. Each sensation sent a jolt of electricity to her pulsing clit. Her hips ground and rotated. Mark slid her panties over her hips and down.