Her tits swelled, and now she was sure her nipples could be seen pressing at her bra and dress. The cartoons were over, and Judy finally turned her at...ention to her brother. She saw his cock straining out, and giggled. She had not seen her mother yet. She turned onto her side, her small hand reaching for her brother's cock."Ooo, it's hard again, Davy!" she squealed in delight.With his eyes directly on his mother, Dave arched his hips to his sister's hand. Joann couldn't breathe as she watched. “I’m sorry for waking you up. I’m not ready to talk about it, and you can’t comfort me,” she sullenly announced amidst her weeping. “Later, I hope. But not yet. The best thing you can do right now is to go back to sleep and gather your energy. I’ll wake you when I’m ready.”His worried eyes followed as she shuffled to the sofa, cocooning herself in a blanket as the dirge of her misery endured.Sleep eventually returned, but it was fitful, long in coming, and no longer dreamless.The sound of birds. Nancy sensed an aura of innate sensuality surrounding the Count and her mind clouded with strange carnal yearnings that made her feel like an animal on the prowl. "I was just about to get another drink. Would you care to join me?" She did not want him to get away. "I do not drink..." he paused in his reply, "...alcohol." "Very admirable. You must be driving tonight." When he did not respond she added, "Drinking and driving don't mix.” She laughed uncomfortably when she realized that she had. The door to my room had just closed. As I lay there feigning sleep, I heard a soft patter of feet. At the same time the aroma reached me. Ciara by Charles Revson. It was my all time favorite fragrance. Elissa had worn it the first time we met. She wore it the first time we made love. She wore it on our wedding day. But I digress. Now the familiar fragrance was wafting through the room. I felt a body rest on the bed beside me. I reached out and felt a silky soft body I knew to be Suzie. Stroking.