"Of course you have." Her voice was slightly impatient.

“You had sex with my mother while she was the host of a succubus," she said, giving his head a gentle shake.

“Haven't you been listening? The changes are already happening. You can feel it, can't you, Josh? The increase in your sex drive? The way our bodies seem made for each other?" Her body slid down until it was almost lying on top of his. He closed his eyes as their groins touched. He could feel the heat flare between them, his cock rising until it was pressed snugly against the crotch of the loose pair of jogging shorts she wore.

“I'm wet," she whispered against his lips as they kissed again. "Down there. Daddy and I made love three times last night, and again this afternoon while everyone else was at the hospital. And I'm still so horny I feel Like I'm on fire. What about you?"

He swallowed thickly, but her blazing eyes tore the unwilling truth from his lips.

“Ever since I was with your mother...I‘'m thinking about sex a lot...a lot more than I was before. I've been masturbating three or four times a day.“

“Poor baby," she said. Her hand reached down between them to cuddle his erection. He could feel her fingers working, and suddenly a wash of cool air hit his groin as the zipper of his shorts gaped wide.

“Nice,” she breathed as her hand slipped under the waistband of his boxers. He arched involuntarily upward as her fingers encircled his shaft.

“Not as thick as Daddy's. But longer. Yes," she smiled, her brown eyes deep and dark with lust. "You'll do.

“Who were you thinking of while you were stroking this nice, hard cock?" she asked, rising up momentarily. Before he could protest he found his shorts and boxers jerked down to his knees, then completely off. As if to balance things, though, Sarah stripped off her shorts.

Which left her, in unconscious mimicry of her mother, naked from the waist down. Her hand fell back to his crotch, exploring his manhood until he thought he would erupt in her hands.

“Your mom," he said, then tensed as her hand tightened warningly around him. He could feel the gentle bite of nails on the tender skin of his scrotum. "And you. Last night. And this morning. Twice. This morning,” he hurriedly finished.

“Good answer," she said, pulling her shirt up and over her head. Her long brown hair, Loosely tied back in a pony tail, flowed Like a dark river down her back. He cupped her breasts in his hands as she straddled him.

“I was with Josh here last night. We didn't finish. But he ate me out until I came all over his face."

Fighting through a haze of desire, Jeremy shifted uncomfortably on the worn leather of the couch.

“Um. Maybe we should go to your room?

Someone is bound to come through here any second." He Looked at the pile of discarded clothes on the floor.

Sarah made a disgusted noise and leaned down to kiss him again. "Men.

Why do you think Mom herded everyone out of here? She wanted to give us some time alone.”

“Although I did think you two would have the good sense to go upstairs to your bedroom," Rachel Wainwright observed. She was standing in the doorway with Maria. "But you are two beautiful children. Aren't they,

Maria? No, don‘t stop on my account," she said, as Jeremy hastily tried to cover himself. "The more power Althea has for the transfer tonight the better. And I'm sure she'll get quite a lot from you two," she finished with an amused leer.

“But for now, Maria," she said, “I'd like you to take off your clothes.

And mine as well.”

"Yes, Mistress," the sexy Latina said, immediately shedding her skirt and loose blouse. Her quick, clever hands soon had Rachel naked.

“Mistress?” Jeremy murmured to Sarah.