The blood expanded in his veins. “Except your pussy,” he sighed, running his slick fingers over her mound and lips. “Jeezus ... if there were ev...r the perfect convergence of texture and contour ... accidental sculpture ... like the kind of accident constellations are made of.”He traced the shape of her slit with his fingers. Up. Down. Across. He opened his mouth and let a hot rush of breath wash over her fresh mound.“You’re just an obsessed maniac,” she said.He peeled her lips open with his. As I felt the warmth of her cum on my fingers but then I caught sight of a woman standing back away from us. I did not make eye contact, I just started telling Janelle to keep cumming . She did , I don’t know just how many times she came ,I guess I lost track . Each time she came she would push her hips up and cry out not to stop. The woman didn’t move when I moved up over Janelle and said “let's try this again. I kissed her and slid my cock part way inside her with ease. Feeling how wet. I was so nervous hoping she wouldn't wake up and get mad. I slipped it in and started slowing fucking her. It was the greatest feeling ever being inside of her, knowing that I was fucking my mom. I had waited so long for it and was too excited that within 5 minutes I was ready to cum. Since there was already cum in her from my dad I just went for it and blasted my cum up inside. I slowly pulled and quickly snuck back to my room. The big change happened when I was 20 years old when I crashed in. You better be a good girl, though.'She lived with me until her final exams that year. We never did become lovers, but she liked being put across my knee to have her cheeks reddened. Afterwards, she would lay on her bed with her fingers between her thighs. The release of orgasm came easily to her.The death of her parents seemed to strengthen her desire to graduate. When I expressed my admiration at this she just smiled and said 'Have to. Mum and Dad have already paid the fees. Can't let them.