He opened them again, a glare of desire in his eyes. He kissed me then, softly, his lips seeking to part mine, bringing my lower lip into his mouth. H...e tasted like the sweet cigars he smoked and smelled like a mixture of the smoke, his spicy cologne and the musk of his own body. It was intoxicating. I threw my arms around him, gripping the muscles of his bac and shoulders through his shirt. Upon feeling that he nearly ripped it off in a struggle to press our hot bodies together. My breasts. What happened?” I speak out but with a little difficulty and pain. My face aches.“You’re in the hospital. You look and are in a pretty bad shape! We were hoping you could tell us what happened?”“What, day is it?” “It’s Monday morning, you were brought in last night!” She was now right by my side, holding my hand, more like squeezing it. Her eyes are puffy, she’d been crying, a lot.“Monday? Last night?” I lay my head back on the pillow and try to remember what happened. I rack my brain but I. Initially she’d been a bit hesitant about her desires to enjoy closeness of a sexual kind with her Mum, but the eroticism of the situation just caused her to put aside her fears and go for it. Truth was her Mum tasted pretty good as well, and Tracey was so aroused that her fingers were probing her special area and bringing herself off as she delighted in her daring.Natalie was struggling to stay upright as Tracey’s tongue probed, tantalised and teased her sex, causing her legs to tremble as. " Is it my looks, or something I do that turns you on, to give you a boner like you had last night?" Mostly, your good looks I guess. Some times you do something that gives me a boner, and it's both some times, your looks and your actions. I think the main thing that turns me on about you, is the fact that I love you, like I said I do last night." I'm not going to ask you to, but what if. I did ask you to make love to me, what would you do to start making love to me?"I took one more drink of my.