It was as if I could feel her looking at me – and not just looking, but looking. I thought I could even sense how the air was moving through her bre...ath. Again, the guessing game began. Which part of me was she looking at? Which part was she caressing with her eyes right now? Did she like what she was seeing? If so, how much?I strained my ears. The spotlight was buzzing and humming softly from the side. The heel of her shoe clicked as she set it down – crossing or re-crossing her legs, maybe?. She lay before him, murmuring softly as herarousal began to actually build again as Tom continued to fuck her ashis hands stroked her body now as his mouth stayed fixed on one breastor the other."You're good," she cooed, her hips starting to rock again."Only because you inspire me, baby," he moaned, and finally tensed,grinding his pelvis hard against hers as he began to pump his seed intoher apparent womb.She moaned as she felt the slick, wet pulses with her, and just thethought of her lover's. Well, at least I got the first flight out on Monday.Throwing her bags down in the front hall, Donna went to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of wine. As she raised the glass to her lips, though, she glanced out her back window.Her young nephew Ken was sitting on the edge of the pool with his back to the house, leaning back and taking in the sun. Donna licked her lips and hurried upstairs. It certainly hadn't escaped her notice that Ken was completely naked, and the sight of his. You know that." I know, darling. Here give me your hand and I'll make it good andwet for you."Bobby held out his left hand which his mother grasped and insertedhis middle finger into her mouth and began sucking on it. Then shetook the finger out and laved it with her tongue, depositing a gobof saliva on it for him to use. Bobby moved the hand to his behindand was just ready to insert his finger when Norma said, "Wait.Turn sideways, Bobby, so I can see you sticking your finger in yourrectum. I.