He ran his hands up and down against the skin of her back, lifting her sweater higher and higher over her upper torso, his lightly stroking fingers ge...ting closer and closer to the tender sensitive flesh of her breasts as he brought his hands around to the doubled plane of her belly.Then he slipped her sweater up over her unresisting arms and dropped it to the floor. Her fully rounded resilient breasts now pressed against his chest, and even through the cloth of his shirt, their hot pink. They glistened. She held them up then sauntered over to Pam, my fingers sliding out of her snatch.I groaned as she fed my pussy juices to her half-sister. Pam sucked on them one by one just feet from my mother. I quivered, staring down at my own juicy fingers. I brought them to my mouth. I sucked on them, tasting Melody's sweet pussy. She tasted so good. I groaned about them.My mother glanced at me. “Minako-chan, don't suck on your fingers.”Flushing, I ripped my fingers out of my mouth. “Sorry,. ”“Go ahead, don’t worry—just say it Beautiful,” I said as she finished licking her lips.“Well, because of our date yesterday I didn’t take my ‘morning pill’—I know that flies in the face of my reaction to you ... I thought I was ready for you honey, ready to be your girl. I don’t want to get between you and Marie, but I didn’t take it this morning either, if you catch my drift,” she said with the most devilish smile.“Mom ... Ruby—you mean you’d want to have another baby ... our’ baby?” I said. He was about fifty but still trim and handsome; his deep blue eyes were set off by his black curly hair. His face was chiselled and his cheeks well defined.Michele ran a sharp red fingernail down his body, starting at his throat and ending just below his belly button where the waistband of his boxer shorts lay tight across his abdomen. The man groaned; "You won't get away with this you bitch!" Michele responded by gently fondling his package through the satin shorts and whispering, "Shush.