Arron continued to pace, fury and rage bubbling out of him in mutterings and sharp inhalations. “How could they let my sister escape? Right before t...e breeding ceremony! The incompetant twats!” Mara stepped out from the screen behind Arron’s throne, showing herself now that Gideon had departed. She walked up to Arron and purred into his ear. “I do not think-” she began and was cut off.“You are right. Mother. You do not think.” Arron admonished her. Unperturbed Mara pressed her cheek to his head. My hips arch, pressing my mound into the cup of my palm. I push my index finger into my wetness, allowing the heel of my hand to slowly and erotically massage my clit. My breath quickens and soon I forget the presence of the man beside me. I take my finger from inside myself, slowly run it up my body to my waiting mouth. Gently, I suck the juice from it. The taste causes a moan low in my throat and he shifts in the bed. I stiffen, not wanting to be caught. I feel as if I am doing something. We looked kind of like Mutt and Jeff together. Then at our combined 18th birthday party, put on by Mrs. C., we had resurrected the ancient game of ‘spin the bottle,’ and somehow Jennifer and I had ended up in the coat closet for ‘Seven Minutes in Heaven.’ Our first real kiss was like something one would expect from a small child, but then she had pressed her sweet body closer to me and whispered, ‘You have to make me look like I’ve really been kissed, Jacky. Hold me tight and kiss me like you. Daddy was in bed when we came into a darkened living room, 'Where's your old man', as Tyler, as she started pulling her clothes off, before sitting down heavily onto the settee, where she would be sleeping.I went into the closet and retrieved a couple of sleeping bags, opened them fully, and put one under her ass, with the other to go on top.Then she needed to pee, so I went with her to the toilet and watched her with her knickers at her ankles pissing like a race horse, her head bent low as.