That fog of desire hit. We played with each other, then slowed and caressed each other’s tongue. Amelia started rubbing my erection with her pussy. ... held her succulent bottom and pressed her back against the tiled shower wall, reaching between us to grasp myself. Easing back, I guided the tip into her cleft. Amelia inhaled through her nose, her tongue probing into my mouth. Labia oozed apart, my tip burrowing in. I caught at the base of her slit, poised, and stopped. Amelia didn’t want to. In the month since the situation with mom started I'd never had sex with her the way we had sex that morning. There was something "raw" about it; something a touch more than urgent and I sensed a finality of sorts. Sex with my mother up till then had never been just a fuck. In our own twisted way we made love, but not that morning. That morning we fucked! I came and she immediately pushed me off her and climbed over me in a sixty-nine and as soon as she had me hard again she swung over me and. “ Maybe they’ll be back soon. They’re like 45 minutes away and the game is over.” " Bullshit, Megan. I'd rather be fucking me right now than to watch some stupid game if I was Paul. And hell, look at you, " Michelle said with her voice trailing off. My eyes were still shut. I was listening to her but I was elsewhere in my own head. My hair was suddenly being twirled by Michelle's fingers. I opened my eyes to see her less than a foot from my face with a seductive look in her blue eyes. " You're. The twosome looked up, unaware they had caused such a ruckus. Their cheeks were flushed as they squinted into the sky, bright from the mid-afternoon sun. ‘Damn, it got hot out here,’ Dezerae cursed, feeling the heat’s intensity. ‘I think I wore too many clothes,’ she added, fanning herself with her hands. She was relieved when the sun dipped behind a cloud giving her some comfort. ‘Yeah, it’s hot,’ Ante agreed, wiping the sweat from his brow. He was about to say more, but watched his girl peel.