It was making love.I rolled off her to my side, and traced her face with my fingers. Her face had aged. She had wrinkles on her forehead now, and crow...s feet around her eyes. To me, that face was the paragon of beauty.I tensed, and blurted, "Mom! I didn't even think of condoms. Is that okay?"She smiled at me. "I wouldn't expect disease to be a problem between us, and it had better never be a problem, Mister. If you're worried about a new brother or sister, don't. Honey, your Mom is older now,. .. will she... see me?"Problem now. Everyone had shut up and was listening with interest.Try the thought transference bit again. How sharp was this cookie? Switch into professional mode."No that's too early. The earliest I could make an appointment would be..." She looked at her watch, calculating. Catherine had gone to bed soon after lunch and was asleep. Three hours? No make it four. "... Six o'clock. Can you come to my consulting room? It's at the house"Sharp as a razor! There was a rumbling. While she was doing that, Mr T started to caress my shoulders and arms. I think I moaned. There were four hands just kinda wandering all over me."Brat, why don't you stand up and take off that little tank top?" Ms J asked. "Let us see what's underneath." My eyes went wide, but I did what I was asked. I stood up and slowly remove the tank top. I just had a little bra on underneath. Ms J smiled and reached out and unhooked it. It kinda just fell off and I gasped and covered my little boobs."Now,. But Rachel was wearing a dress and that dress was hiked up to her tits and as her shapely ass hiked up her flooded cunt was naked--and accessible.Haunches lowered, moving stealthily, as if stalking a rabbit, Kingfisher advanced toward his prey. It was a far more thrilling quarry than any rabbit to a dog with a hard-on.Rachel pushed her tongue out, hesitated for a moment, then took her first lick of cunt. Marylou purred and squirmed. Rachel drew back for a moment, savoring that initial taste of.