My balls tighten at the thought. The sudden movement draws her attention. She reaches up and begins gently stroking my sack. I imagine Leanne lowering... herself onto my cock, my incestuous meat filling her petite frame from the inside. I imagine reaching up for her small, perky rack as she bounces and grinds on her favorite uncles package. As I start to picture the look of ecstasy on Leannes face, I start to lose my composure. I grab a fistful of Maries hair (shes into hair-pulling) and start. " So you don't remember any of what happened last night?" she asked."Not a bit of it," I said. "But from the way my head feels, I'm sure alcohol was a big part of it." You deserved and needed to just get out of your head for a while sweetie," she said. "In fact from now on I'm going to make sure that every once in a while we just get nuts." What do you mean, we?" I asked. "Mabel is already going to kill me." Mabel is gone, honey, don't you remember that either?" she asked."Did somebody give me. A favorite jerk off vision. My dick was hard as a rock as I pumped it in my fist. Brenda slid forward and her dress slid further up her leg. This was amazing. Why hadn’t I thought of hiding in the corn before? What a view! Her upper thigh became visible – pantyhose. I was jerking faster, intent on shooting my load to the live sight of Brenda. Brenda stood up and moved out of the way to close the car door. What a pair of legs! She turned and started to walk toward the back door. My. For the first time, Anime seemed real and not so distant. Maybe there was something to Mohammed's curious fascination after all. She looked around and everything seemed to be a cartoon. She couldn't see Mohammed anywhere but did see a young woman standing in the middle of the room crying. She went up to talk to her."Are you okay?" Mei was startled because her voice seemed quite a bit lower than usual. Then she realized that there was something amiss--she was a cartoon character, or more.