Seth moved his tongue to my clit and begin fingering my pussy fast, a surefire way to make me cum. I held my hand against my mouth, trying to breath q...uietly and not make a sound as my pussy quivered around Seth's finger, my juices leaking on the bathroom counter. Seth stood up, a look of accomplishment on his face as he dropped his sweatpants and boxers and I shook my head at him, convinced his mom would hear. I heard the sound of running water and I was sure she was draining the pasta already.. He turned to find Paul opening the presses."Don't worry Uncle Bob, I will make the tea," he said, "I need tofind my way around anyway." Okay, if you insist," Bob replied, and sat down at the kitchentable.As he watched Paul find his way around the kitchen, a thoughtbegan running around in his head. At first he dismissed it, butas he watched the slim figure of his nephew bend and stretch toinvestigate every press, he found he just couldn't shake it."So... your mother tells me your a good cook. The lights came back up on Tom and Tara. Tom didn’tknow what to do. He was more horny than he’d ever beenin his whole life. Tara wasn’t any help as she wiggledand tried to rub her pussy against him. The lights wereup and he wasn’t moving. So he moved. He intended tobring his aching cock back up against the cloth betweenher legs. But the legs of her shorts were loose. Theleft one was gaping open. That’s where his cock went.It went into the leg opening, slid right up. Tell me immediately if you experience any discomfort.”He decided against nodding and just stroked her hair instead, enjoying the silky feel of her tawny mane flowing across his fingers. Taking the gesture as acceptance, Rachel reached out with her misty aura, extending it to swathe his body. John had been healed by her before, but this time wasn’t like the tickling sensation that made him want to burst into laughter. He wasn’t sure anything was happening at first, then there was the slightest.