"I looked at you, my hands shaking almost as much as my legs were. I knew I should go, just leave with the image of you forever sweet and pure; but I ...ouldn't, honey. You looked so lovely, so inviting, and I could see in your eyes that you wanted me to stay." Amanda licked her dry lips and Katie felt herself becoming aroused, a part of her mind tried to tell her this was wrong, that this never happened and anyway this woman isn't your mom, but Katie couldn't focus away from those lips, watching. Naomi would roll the name around in her head, whispering it to herself on occasion like a mantra: Anke, with coal black tresses, strands of which would sometimes shake loose from her bun and dance around her cordate and ivory countenance; Anke, blessed with a wind-chime voice that would cheer and tease in the same breath, floating through the air from plum, Cupid’s-bow lips; Anke, possessed of a delightfully pert bosom, noticeable even neath her formless sapphire dress.“What say you this fine. He watched as an observer as a foster father entered his room with a crop. The sadistic bastard pulled the sheets from the bed and started whipping the young Tim. Tim raised his arms to cover his face, and he curled into a ball. Standing before Susanne's bed, Tim's arms also covered his face. He took another step forward, and this time saw himself seeking sanctuary on his bed from the latest torture inflicted by Susanne's kin. Tim was conflicted and quickly became uncertain. With every step he. ‘I wonder what your cock will taste like.’ She winked at me as her hand snaked down my jeans and groped for the button. I had just sat there, not quite believing this, but I moaned as her soft, silky hand found my dick. Slowly, she got off me and knelt down. ‘This should help with the pain,’ and she plunged it into her waiting mouth. It felt fucking amazing! Her mouth was so warm and wet, and her tongue felt nice. She looked so hot like that. I groaned and sat up. She stopped suddenly and.