I quickly realized that I was standing there staring into space fantasizing about making her beautiful pussy wet.“I am so sorry, this heat is really...getting to me,” I say trying to make up excuses.“Let's go up to the attic and look at the duct work.” I was so lost in my own thoughts that I didn’t even think twice as I walked up the ladder first to the attic with still nothing on but my silk robe. Since she was standing under me looking up I’m positive she got a nice look of my wet tingling. Her back was facing me, sleek and delicate, glistening in the dim glow of the room. I could see she was still breathing heavy, and her head hung slightly in contemplation. “No names, right?” she said to the floor in a low, breathy tone. She stood, gathered her clothes and disappeared into the bathroom. When she reemerged several minutes later, she was dressed and awkwardly smiling.I propped myself on one elbow to look at her and our eyes once again connected. I hoped the deep look in hers meant. Finally Katrina just gave in and started kissing her back just as passionately and with true love."I love you, you know," Lana finally said, "and I'm sorry if I haven't made it clear before that I know that no matter what other men, women or animals may come into our lives, I know that you are the only one that will be with me throughout eternity." Wow," Katrina said smiling, "what have you been doing today?" Fucking a horse, getting an anal from some dogs, getting my ass sucked by a naughty. Crew socks to be exact." And yet he still acts badly toward his sister." Well, if it's any consolation, he's not getting much more than underwear and pajamas this year, Santa." Maybe a small consolation. But that doesn't help Lisa very much. What about her mother? Can she still bear children?"Morty clicked away at the keyboard for a few moments then came back with the answer that Santa didn't want to hear."It says here that she had severe complications when she was pregnant with Lisa and nearly.