Warren grinned up at his parents. Seven candles littered his birthday cake. The snow outside was blowing, but inside he was warm and having the time o... his life. He looked over at his sister, her little face covered in frosting his mother had let her lick from the spoon. He didn't mind though his new bike was already put together, so who cared if Maggie got extra frosting. He got a bike!The candles glowed and encircled his freckled face with their light and when he blew out the dancing flames. Trying to get out the words you want to say to me "We'll be caught, we'll be caught, but... but I want you, I don't care anymore, take me"I slide down and with a single flick of my tongue on your clit, you collapse to the floor your legs weak, the orgasm so intense you were unaware of me taking the egg out of you. I turn it off and give it a quick lick before kissing you. My now erect member out in the open, consuming your view, gently throbbing in front of you.I lift you up off the floor. Not once did she avert her glance as I took off my tee shirt and stepped out of my jeans, only when I shed my underpants did she look away long enough to flick her cigarette expertly into the toilet, and I took the opportunity to slip in at the opposite end."Would you pass me my drink please mum?"With a slight smile on her face, she reached out to the floor where I'd placed the glass, and once again I saw a pink-tipped breast, this time though it wasn't just a glimpse and the normal reaction. His fingers found her nipple and massaged it to hardness."I can tell you liked my story," he said. "Yes," Erica admitted. "I liked it very much." She rolled against his body, liking the feel of his strong, warm chest rubbing against her. She pushed herself closer and reached for his cock. She found his cock semi-hard."It got you a little warm talking about it, didn't it?" Erica asked."Yes," Rebus said. "I have to admit that I was kind of worried for a while about her going to her husband." "Did.