I was getting soturned on, I grabbed my "breasts" and squeezed them harder every time hesucked harder on my "pussy". I couldn't take it anymore that I... orderedhim to stop. "What's wrong?" Dan asked"It's my turn, I want that cock in my mouth now!" I exclaimed.Dan sat on the edge of the bed as I walked over in my heels to face him.I first began to fondle his masculine chest with my small hand and thentook his hands and placed them on my "breasts". I straddled myself ontop of him and kissed him. Stalking ought to be a crime." Well it isn't, not unless he breaks the law or threatens me."Laura and I collected all the leftover food and put it in plastic storage containers in the fridge. On impulse I peered through the blinds at the street below."Laura, come here. I think you should see this."Laura came over and I pointed at a forlorn figure across the street huddled in a shop doorway."Fuck, how did he find me here?" Laura cursed."He must have followed us home from work. But don't worry,. One male stumbledout of the gate and was greeted with a series of kicks from a coterieof particularly brutal women. They seemed to be the girlfriends of theCuban mob and their animosity towards this hapless male, this non-citizen who dared to inflame their men's senses, was evident. Apolicewoman had to rescue the male from certain genital damage; suchwas the nature of the women's assault.The heat, the sun, the excited sheers, the cries of fear, the sweatingand glistening bodies of the beautiful. Whilst I gathered my thoughts, I stimulated my mother, revelling in each pant of satisfaction I wrung from her cooling body. She smiled drowsily at me, contented physically by her orgasm and emotionally by the intimacy shared. My hand slid lower, cupping her belly, as though I could somehow feel the child of our incestuous union growing even now within her."About our baby, mum," I began. With those words, the lazy smile on her face blossomed into radiance, her heavily lidded eyes shining with.