They clung to her full, rounded arse perfectly. Instead of her T-shirt she wore a matching bikini top stretched by her large breasts with a hint of ni...ple dotting each mound. It was low cut and displayed her ample cleavage.Jake found it difficult to keep his composure, and to avert his eyes from the display in front of him. She chatted as if butter wouldn't melt in her mouth, seemingly oblivious to the effect she was having on him.He'd made them both some sandwichs and a jug of fresh orange. Thinking back on it now the same ingredients were present each time; First of all it was the right time in her cycle. Katie's always a little bit hotter when she's ovulating. The other ingredients are that she'd been drinking, that gets her motor running, and something else has been going, on like a sexy movie or something. On those few occasions Katie and I have had sex to remember! That's when I've heard her scream and when she's really lost control.A few years ago we found out that my sperm. .. Hair slicked back as if though she was downwind of the air outside. Those lines of her being trace the soul of that which possess the perfect gem cut. An unmatched, unique, and priceless mold that is rare as the Lou Gehrig disease. The follicles of tiny peach fuse like hair across her the body, is like the "Snuggle" of softness sensation as your hand glides through hair, around head, shoulders, and small of the back. Not forgetting the collar, ribs, abdomen, pelvis, thighs, calves, buttocks,. She had that look of obsession in her eyes, the same one that she had whenever she talked about my father and his great legacy. It was a look which shared me shitless and always had. "But mother," I protested, trying to quickly think of a way to change her mind, which was a nearly impossible task at the best of times. "I am not father... I am not worthy of being Lord Dark..." "You are your father's only son," she stated firmly. "His blood runs through your veins. His greatness is hidden within.