I was just so drained. I just… I just… needed to… sleep… shadow… adorable red eyes… Interlude Five: A Subtle End PETRANUMEN “ I was in this very room, lying upon this very bed. Joy’s body was tangled with mine, limbs splayed in the languor after passion. We had not dawned the masks for millennia, and it had been nearly as long since we had felt such urges. We did not need them to express our love anymore. Our white hair and white flesh shown girlfriend truly from us, and our white eyes connected above blissful smiles. “Your breath smells like shit.” Joy smirked over her shoulder at me. “But your anus tastes so delicious.” I sniggered back, then blew air through pursed lips. Joy crinkled her nose, then stuck her tongue out me, and I took the opportunity to asian suck her presented appendage. “See?” I chuckled after withdrawing, “Absolutely decadent.” “You whore.” Joy giggled. “What is that poem you wrote about the pot and the kettle?” I laughed teasingly. “Pot said to the kettle, ‘look at your hue, it is the ill that defines you.’ And kettle, incensed, said wrathfully back, ‘then we’re both sick, for we’re both hopelessly black.’ Pot scoffed with a huff and said, ‘no way, for am I just a very dark tinge of grey.’ Kettle just sighed with a resigned breath, ‘to everyone else, you’re as black as death. To me, I can see, that you’re a lighter hue, but you’re the only one that matters to.’” Joy recited perfectly, then chuckled, “When you think about it, the poem could be construed as horribly racist.” “That was not the point I was trying to make, Joy.” I replied wryly. “Are you calling your own daughter a whore?” Joy smirked. “I am not saying that…” I trailed off with a sly grin, “all I am saying, is that tasting your further nethers used to be like dipping my tongue into a closed tulip, and now it is like licking a perky soup bowl.” “Mother!” Joy gasped through a giggle, and I licked my lips in retort. She slapped my playfully, and I wrestled into her submission, before licking the soup bowl once more. Afterward, the sweat of our lust glistened from our amateur bodies, and the smell of it wafted pleasantly through the room. I held her, much like you are holding me. The cataclysm was subtle. ” I took a shuddering breath. “ I remember that she turned around, and there was confusion in her eyes. I’d seen that confusion on millions of faces before, and seeing it etched upon hers was the greatest horror I had ever known. “Mother?” She asked. The sight of her sexy, cute tits bouncing was mesmeric and I found myself pushing more to try and keep them moving, like a warped kind of game. "Dee, I'm already worried about you and me and mom. It was probably best to wait anyway. Turning my anger towards the game, I resolved to annihilate Carson, which is just what I did. It's not like you're ready again or anything... girlfriend are you? Hands were all over me. Some stroking my reddened ass, other adorable kneading my hanging breasts and pulling on my tingling nipples. There was Irma my wife, Glorene/Ria my step- daughter and eternal lover, her daughter Lila and a sprightly pretty little girl amateur named Elizabeth. Of course, that is what she would say if she was hiding something, isn’t it… ? But she didn’t seem like the type. ” I nod. We had a few glasses of wine and started to get a little flirty with each other, her leg occasionally rubbing against mine and grabbing each other’s hands while laughing at jokes. She kind of caught herself suddenly and paused and she said "I'm sorry, please don't tell Mom I did that". I was stunned, "Really? We never saw each other in the nude, Sophie always changed in her en-suite bathroom but would come out in her underwear, it just seemed natural and cool. This situation happened over a period of time where the bosses daughter would regularly ride with me . Some times I would bring asian her home from college other times I would take her back. All perky credit was given to you, you were more brilliant than you thought. Her lips seemed a little bit numb and her cheeks had a slight buzz, too, but outward appearances suggested that everything was normal. Not tights or plain socks, allowed her calves some serious definition. She lost her virginity finally and may well lose her life now. I exploded.