I was giggling uncontrollably and clung onto his neck nestling my face into one side of his neck. I could smell his sun-cream and cologne...it was so,... so good. I could feel his cock hardening underneath me. Somehow, the string tie one side of my bikini bottoms came undone and they fell to the floor. I felt his big hands run over my bare bottom and then down between my legs. My heart was thumping inside my chest as his finger ran the length of my slit. I opened my legs for him and he slipped his. So much the better.Up until the last couple of months, before Nancy's rape by Lobo and the beating by Clete that had turned the dog renegade, Liz had enjoyed living in Pickford's Meadows very much. She had had many friends and a lovely life. But now she couldn't walk the streets with her head held high. She found herself ostracized by people who once had been quite friendly and now it seemed that her only friend was, again, Lobo.Lobo had begun to visit her again. Liz's house backed onto the. "I was just about to call you. Something's wrong with the toilet in my bathroom. I know your Dad is tired from his trip, so can you look at it for me?" Uh sure," Chris said. He walked past his mother, smelling her freshly washed hair and a scent of lavender soap. The bathroom was still steamy when he entered. He heard the water in the toilet running and opened the tank lid. He saw that the plastic arm holding the chain, which closed off the water after flushing, was stuck. He simply bent the. I wanted him to stand there and see how I fucked my stepmother, who'd he'd been married to ever since I was a little boy. She had always been a good mother to me, and with the onset of our love affair that hadn't changed. But a part of me wanted my dad to be there to see how passionately she made love to me, and to realize that he was no longer going to get sex he didn't deserve.Finally Carol and I were both through, she had milked my dick so that it ached, and my balls were dry. Cum slowly.