“And your crew appears to notice.”“Not all,” I said as I climbed out of the bed and headed for the shower. Aine and Lenore raced after me, gra...bing my arms before I could step through the doorway.“We’re sharing the shower with you,” Aine said firmly.“No sex though,” I said. “We have places to go.”“And you have concubines to fuck,” Aine said as she bumped my hip with hers. “We’re all neglected. I don’t think your cock has been in my cunt all week.”“You’re already pregnant,” I said with a sigh.. .." Dysea's soft musical voice spoke. "Separate the smells, catalog them in your mind. Memorize them. Feel the breeze on our skin, how it touches us, caresses our flesh. It can tell us so much. Direction, distance ... even what it is. Hear the sounds, the voices, the footsteps, allow it to embrace you and teach you."Tarifa did as Dysea instructed her, allowing it all to surround her and fill her. It was incredible and almost more than she thought she could bear, but she felt Dysea's hands take. "Does it hurt?" He asked, voice strained and sounding like he spoke through his teeth.Slowly I shook my head and he released a long pent up breath. "Lock your ankles at my back." He commanded, voice deeper and husky. As I did as instructed he touched just that straining bit deeper, bumping against my womb. Surprisingly I could feel every movement, inhaled his intoxicating scent, taken over by everything he was.So long I'd waited, since that first time and he, and we...The edge of orgasm was. What had he heard? Then a slow, almost evil smile played across her face as she realized that she didn't care if he'd heard her or not. For sometime during her frantic self fuck session, she'd made up her mind. She was going to do it. She was going to let her own f******n year old son fuck her, to hell with the taboo. She needed a man, and he needed a woman. He wanted her that way and he loved her, and she knew now that she loved him and wanted him the same way. Mark threw on a pair of running.