The first time I even saw her in my back yard was about three weeks later. I had a guest over at the time. A woman I had been sort of dating for a ...hile. I say “sort of dating” because we pretty much just went out to dinner or drinks and ended up at her place or mine for a couple of hours of sex. Sure we got along well and the sex was good but neither of us had any notion that our relationship, for several reasons, would ever progress to more than what it was. This particular night was an. I started fingering her pussy from behind. I was kind of hoping that the doors would open, but they didn't until we were at my floor. I opened my door and lead her inside. I walked her directly to the couch and bent her over it. I got on my knees and started licking her pussy. She tasted and smelled great. While I was eating her I started mauling her big tits. I had her shirt mostly off and her bra undone. Her nipples where huge and I was manhandling them. She was really into it. She came twice. ” I do know that if it was my bone buried in her, I’d want as many shots as I could get.Wanda Sue, who liked just “Sue” best, wouldn’t let me dip my dick even though a lot of others had been welcomed over the years. She said incest was wrong and we were half-twins.Our Ma had been very free with her pussy all her life and there was no way we were seeded from the same testicles, even before DNA testing. Multiple seedings were common for Ma and she had no clue whose might have gotten to her eggs. Well, it didn’t matter, not really. What I had planned was so illegal on so many levels, what’s one more charge? My stratagem, brilliant in its conception, audacious in its simplicity, had about 1296 Things That Could Go Wrong.I went over it, again, with Kim. “Okay, he’ll pick you up or not. Don’t sweat it if it’s a no-go. This is only one of my plans.” One of one.He smiled, “He’ll want me.” That’s the right attitude to take into a clandestine operation. And, I reminded myself, Randolph hadn’t.