My legs wrap around his hips, holding him to me. Our bodies so close, it is impossible to tell where one ends and the other begins. A feeling of comp...leteness closes about my heart like a steel band. As one, his hips and mine start to move, drawing apart only to surge back together again. Husky words of love and passion spill from our mouths, incomprehensible to others, but oh so precious to us. My nails raking down the sensuously flexing muscles of his back as I strain up to meet him. His. I’ll ruin your pussy and you’ll thank me for it.”His cock came next, and that was harder to fit in my mouth. The angle wasn’t right, but he gave it to me anyway I tried to look into his eyes but he wasn’t interested. His pubes were all over my face and I was filled with his smell of cum and urine. In that feverish, turned on state, my mouth full of him, my eyes only seeing his pubic hair, all my senses overloaded, I could only focus on his smell.I breathed deep whenever I could, and the smell. "Listen to your mother. Go with your sister," Mr Wilson said, no longerguffawing uncontrollably. The siblings quickly ran up the stairs, nolonger taking any time to access the situation.In Mary Anne's room, Eugene sat on the bed while his sister dug throughher closets, and pulled out all of her Sunday best, and setting it nextto him. Once she'd emptied the corner of her closet, she held up severaloutfits against him before making her selection. With the dress hung upon the door, she had sent. The incubus brought his nose down toward the junction between her legs and sniffed. She was giving off that odor that he loved so much, the smell of a woman aroused, mixed with a touch of perspiration. Some women only smelled of cold sweat, and no matter how patiently he tried to excite them sexually, they remained hard and frigid. It was like trying to seduce an ice cube.This one was different, he could tell. If not her mind, then at least her body was deriving some pleasure out of his.