As they got further into the driveway, Sara saw a beautiful log cabin with stone steps in the distance, covered in a few inches of snow. “Oh my god,...this is beautiful,” exclaimed Sara as she got out of the vehicle, grabbing her bags. They walked up the steps and Matt unlocked the door, stepping inside as they each took off their white winter coats off. The inside was as wondrous as the outside, with a log table and wooden furniture everywhere. When they went into the kitchen, they saw another. Weren’t all women once? She had the calling of the Siren, a Lorelei, destroyer of men. Circe, sorceress, witch. A voice so steeped in magical chant and ecstatic, holy praise that God Himself would have seduced her just to listen as she reached her climax. In lilting jazzy riffs of moans and little pattering breaths; in low, agonized releases, in snarling, animal howls she was a singer. Awaiting a man to sing to. Thinking of the man she awaited, often in the nights, her fingers would wind their. .she had such sensuous & soft lips, I kept suck them crazily. She held my cock over my denim and moaned softly, while I caressed her breasts from above her top. Suddenly she got up & said, ”The bed is waiting for us.” I was again stunned by her words & her carefree expressions. We moved to the bedroom and she started undressing me. I removed her top and she was in a white bra. I was in my blue jockey in no time. She kissed me all over and made me lie on the bed, running her tongue on my chest,. "Stand up and do exactly as I tell you from this point forward or you'llhave a problem that will haunt you for the rest of your life," said hismother not letting go."Mom, come on it was all in good fun," whined Greg."Bullshit, you knew exactly what you were doing and now you're going tomake it up to her," said his mother as she dragged him by the ear t herbedroom."Fine, I'm sorry," said Greg sarcastically to his sister. "Now can I goback to practice." Absolutely not," screamed his mother as she.