Her long tanned legs, slim and athletic body, reminding me of a younger version of her mother.The nightie was a light one suitable for the hot weather... we had been having lately with Shoe string straps over her shoulders and a low front showing her budding breasts it was nearly sheer, giving glimpses of her B cup breasts. It was bordered with lace along the bottom edge that came just low enough to nearly hide the white panties she was wearing.We had as a family always been open around the house. My fingers find your belt and pull, so my thumbs are against the skin of your hips. The silence of the library hits us. It should be about closing time. We should have just enough time for some silent sensual adventures not of the literary kind.I use my grip on your belt to help raise me up to your lips. So soft, warm and caressing. I pull your bottom lip with my teeth and lick it with my tongue. I can feel your chest heaving faster and your breath on my face. You carefully place your coffee on. My ass was heart shaped, perfect and perky. Looking at the front again my breasts were full and round. I wasn’t sure but if I had to guess they were at least a d cup. I reached up and cupped them in my hands. They felt really good. I had always been a breast man, but this was just too weird. I touched my nipples too. They immediately got hard and I dropped my hands as I blushed. The aerolas were large, a couple of inches across at least and nice and pink. It was like I had transformed into my. The dog was silent now. His pale-blue eyes were searching the crowd for a target. Unlike Denyssa, the dog would protect his charges without pondering the odds of success. Bahren looked at the little girl. Her sea-green eyes examined everything around her and she wrinkled her brows at what she saw. There was no fear in her expression, what Bahren perceived was a growing, simmering anger. He didn’t know if Menja was a Goddess, a witch or a Demon, but it didn’t matter to him. His job was to.