I walked over to her. She stood up in front of me, took my face in her hands and brought her lips to mine. We kissed passionately.Her mouth opened. Sh... licked my lips. I opened my mouth and I felt her tongue enter and touch mine. Our tongues swirled around each other. We both moaned. Finally, she broke our kiss and she said, "Kiss my other lips." I sat down. Her panty-covered pussy was right in front of me. The lips were clearly visible through the sheer fabric. They were plump and swollen. I. I am patently a moral degenerate, insane, not to mention, a felon. Incest is legal nowhere in the United States.Wednesday, my birthday morning, was a horror of another kind. Jonathan was gone to school before I woke up; I called in sick, soaked in the bathtub for two hours, until my skin threatened to slough off. I cried, breaking into unexpected, hysterical bawling. I wanted to beat my face with my fists. I wanted to drown myself. I didn't, and knew I was a coward. I almost drowned myself. They had either gone to war or were too young for us.It was at this point that Elaine reached across and placed her hand on my shoulder. I thought nothing of it and I looked at her and smiled, accepting that she probably wanted to have some physical contact just for a moment. Her hand lingered and then brushed down my arm and over my hand. I did nothing except look at the sky with a big smile on my face. She must have taken this as an invite because her hand continued to stroke my arm for a. I was preparing a presentation for our customers and stayed specially long in the office. I came out from the underground parking near 11 PM. The street wasn’t to well illuminated. Arriving to the first corner I saw a tall girl standing there, dressed in a extreme short mini skirt and a top, with most of her beautiful boobs showing. I gave her a good luck and she made me a gesture indicating me to stop, but I continued. When I arrived home I was already regretting my stupid decision, but.