A cold zephyr caressed her like she was passing through an arcticshower; icy fingers lightly caressed her shoulder. The footstepsreceded down to the ...very end of the corridor where they stopped.A young woman suddenly appeared. She was dressed in a flowing whitegown of indeterminate age; it seemed to drift and wallow around her.She was shoeless; the feet of her white stockings were dirty andshredded. Flaming red hair floated around a face that was both beatificand horrifying.Her eyes were. He preferred to kill with a Marine KaBar but for this mission the long thin switchblade would easily penetrate to the heart and cause a lot less external bleeding. Terry looked into the deep blue frightened eyes of the woman he had been ordered to kill then hesitated for a second thinking about the women in his life. He had known some beautiful women but nothing as elegant as the one now struggling in his arms. "What a waste." Suddenly the soldier in him came back and he plunged the switchblade. But watching my own parents doing it seemed quite… odd.I was oddly aroused at the sight of my own mother’s naked body. But I was also quite disgusted.Those mental gymnastics didn’t last long, however. Within a week, I found myself jerking off exclusively to my own mother! I started looking at mom in a new light – like the woman she was, not just as my mother.My first clue to how mom wasn’t happy with dad came on the same day I saw them both naked. Mom’s mood was off for the entire day, although. ” “My turn to eat pussy?” “No your turn to suck cock while I watch.” I was so horny by that point that I would have agreed to anything. I just nodded my head and continued pounding my hard-on as Meiko snaked out her tongue and buried it between the thin smooth legs of the babe she had seduced in the bar. They were stretched out sideways on the bed and I sat in a chair behind the head of the blond girl, Julie or July, I couldn’t remember. I watched her small breasts rise on her chest and I.