In a matter of minutes I had gone from feeling ashamed, sick and guilty with myself, to sinking into total sexual depravity for my very own son. It wa... a few moments later when Mark came down stairs dressed in a t-shirt, and a pair of shorts, his eyes down cast to the floor with guilt, and embarrassment written all over his young face. Slowly he sat in the chair across from me not daring to look at me, and looking for all the world that he would rather be somewhere else then sitting at that. She smiled and nodded.Their talks, always through Joe or very occasionally one other whom they quickly dubbed Joetwo, had been extremely cordial, especially on the natives' part. It was clear that the Edenite collective was pleased indeed that the humans had returned as promised, and were as eager as Joe had said to re-commence relations.Which seemed, however, to sit poorly with Miller. His vociferously expressed view was that at least the initial landing, as before, needed to be led by the. It'll be OK; Daddy's here now," Ron said as he found himself wondering what could have distressed his married daughter so much."No, Daddy, it won't all be OK. My husband doesn't find me attractive or sexually desirable anymore since I had the baby," Amber said as she looked into her father's eyes and wanted him to make it all good again. "He used to want me all the time, and even after I got pregnant with Wendy, he'd still make love to me a lot, but since the baby was born, Daddy, my own. Each one of Lisa’s toes acted like tiny erotic sensors sending pulses to her clitoris every time I suckled her last two digits. If my face were clothed in her thighs I would be able to taste its sweetness. To feel her canyon erupt in pleasure. Her valleys convulse under the pressure of my tongue lapping her. The air would be her sultry fragrance. My hands behaved so badly then. I begged them too. Like fire protruding from it’s own hearth, my hands crept up her legs. Oh how Lisa must.