Her stomach churned again and again as the vibrator brought her to the edge of orgasm after orgasm. Not easing hr over, but thrusting her headlong int... them. It was incessant, unstoppable, unbelievable.If her mother had not used the vibrator, then she didn’t know what she was missing. She felt weak, drained. She could handle no more, but still the vibrator attacked her unmercilessly. It was pleasure, it was torture, it was all she could have wished for, and more than she could handle. And yet,. The process would not be pleasant but Miho must not complain or it would end. Her father was in the house listening. If Miho called stop, he would come and release her. Miho knew she must endure all, she had seen the change in her sister afterward, a change she liked. Keiko had become more confident, more submissive. Her body had changed too, her breasts had become fuller, her hips wider. She was no longer a girl: She was a woman. Miho wanted the same change and saw the ordeal to come as being. Through the thin cloth I could feel the wet heat of her sex. I passed my fingers inside the waist of the underwear and down the groove of her cleft. Her labia parted before my fingers, and the soft moist tunnel of her vagina enfolded them. I pushed them in and out while I sucked on her nipples, but the little undergarment limited my movement. She arched her back.“Please,” I thought I heard her murmur. “Come on, come on. Please.”Trailing kisses down her belly, pausing briefly to dip my tongue. "Lord Northam, I think you have fallen in love with my niece." Monsieur Arouet, I do not know, having never been in this state before. But I think that perhaps I am afflicted as you say," I said.He laughed, "Afflicted. Yes, that is love indeed. As I have said, I do not intend to marry as I do not want to lend by my acquiescence, support to a corrupt morality. But, many others are different. Perhaps Marie is different," he said softly. Then, as if to himself, "I too have felt such longings, my.