I stepped out intohis office and found my way to a mirror in the hallway. It justcouldn't be true. But it was. Staring back at me was a girl, probably...13 to 15 years old! That's when I did pass out.I woke up later with Kyle and the professor standing over me. When Igathered my wits, I asked the professor how such a thing could havehappened. He and Kyle had retraced all our steps in the past while I'dbeen asleep, and they had developed a theory that made sense, asdifficult as it was to. It sickened him that even men encouraged this behavior. But not this one. He had picked her up from the floor and the smell of her assaulted him. He smelled no silicone or hair dyes. She wore no perfume, and her body wash was completely natural, reminding him of peaches and flowers. Of the ocean and the wind. Of everything that he loved and used to love. The scent took him to memories that he had not visited in years and also to some of hers. ‘Daddy, look how high Vicky’s kite is going. It’s. Her body glistening with water and soapy bubbles, she catches a glimpse of herself in the mirror opposite the shower. The mist on the mirror makes her seem unreal. She watches her hand slip down her stomach, caressing slowly, moving on to the mound between her legs. A feeling of anticipation filling her as she watches her hand slowly moves down to caress her clit. This is a new feeling to her. Watching intensely, as her hands moves across her body, caressing and pleasuring herself. Sensually. .." Steph groaned hotly, using every technique she could think of to arouse her boy. "I'd love for you to shove it inside of me, inside my fucking snatch, and fuck me really deep, all the way to your hot balls."Stephanie stretched her right leg out a bit, rubbing the sole of her foot along her son's naked thigh, up and down, digging her toes into his flesh here and there as she starting sluicing her fingers in and out of her sodden crevice. Her digits came out shining with pussy juice after.