" Of course it is, Mommy," Lynne cooed. "I can tell you like it." She kneaded her mother's tits, the nipples burning into the palms of her hands. "I c...n see it in your eyes."Lynne was right. Janice was loving it. She gulped back the lump of passion that clogged her throat. "Please," she whispered. "I'm your mother."Lynne took her mother's hand and led her out of the water. "You haven't had sex since Daddy left," she said, her hot young voice having an hypnotic effect on her mother. "And all. "Don't be such a pessimist. Maybe the lab guys can do something with the hair. Or maybe we'll get lucky and this guy likes to run with scissors and play in traffic. Maybe he'll run into a semi. " I have a feeling that the hair is just going to belong to one of our two victims. It was about twelve inches long and blonde. If not them, maybe to his newest victim." He gave her last comment all the dignity it deserved and ignored it. Was there a time that he had thought she was too classy to be a. " Kelly changed the subject and by the time we got home they were talking about other things. I couldn't wait to get her stuff inside so I could go to the bathroom and jerk off. I had such a raging hard on and as jerked off I pictured both of my sisters on their knees, mouths wide open begging me to cum on their faces and then me shooting my wad into their mouths. The rest of the day went on as normal. Our mom was going to be working the late shift; Tasha had some lunch then went to bed to. He spoke so calmly it was almost sinister, but it sent a rush through me nevertheless. The thought of me pleasuring myself seemed to spur him into action. He forcefully pushed down the zip to his jeans and proceeded to push them down to his knees. He lay back down on top of me, his warm, strong member pushing against my mound. The promise of entry made my muscles clench, hoping to grab on to anything and draw it in for pleasure. He hurriedly tried to push his jeans down his legs in an awkward.