I would fuck her so hard.I would make her cum.“You're just so wet for me, Mom,” I groaned as we reached the top of the stairs. “You're going to ...cum so hard when we make love.”“I know I will,” she moaned, just the barest prickle raced across my thoughts. “I can't wait.”“Harder than you ever did for dad,” I added. “I'm the best.”“You are,” she groaned, her voice liquid. She believed it utterly.Why did this happen to me? Who, or what, was this crazy institute?I brought her not to my bedroom, but. " dad sighed, "Just to satisfy my curiosity, what did you do last night?" I went to Rhonda's," I replied truthfully, "we spent the evening crying on each other's shoulder and getting pissed. If you don't believe me then ask Rhonda's parents, they were there too." I believe you," dad smiled, "I knew you had more sense than to do it on your own doorstep."I suppose my mother was right, dad did spoil me, he always had, when I was a lot younger he always used to call me his 'girl', I wondered why he. .”Avril looked a little ashamed, I leant in “I did tell you they could read minds; hell, even I could read that face. Relax, you are perfect for me.”Uryghjm slipped into the shape of a woollie, changed to an earth sheep and then re-appeared as a less sensuous woman (still a woman, I noted. Could blobs be cross-dressers?).And Avril? A girl whose idea of sophistication had been a bath with warm water until recently? Did she faint? Did she scream and run head first into a tree in panic? Did he. He had been experimenting with the new science of photography, and had taken particular delight in capturing her image on celluloid that afternoon, as she writhed naked on the grass in blissful rapture.Alice giggled again, as she realised that the man who looked just like a rabbit, must have been watching her as she played, thrusting her hips up, and plunging two fingers into her hot, wet hole in a paroxysm of joy. Since they had been so intimate, Alice thought that he ought to have a name, and.