My breath catches in my throat as you lean down and press your lips to the sensitive skin between my breasts, teasingly sucking on my nipple through the warm wetness that still covers it. I arch my back, moaning softly at the sensation. "Yes... Like that..." I whisper, feeling desire stir once more within me as you continue to lavish attention upon my body.

I don't know... It feels right sleeping together now that we've crossed this line. Maybe with time and more intimacy, it will feel even more natural. But for tonight, let's just enjoy each other's company and see where the night takes us.

July looks up at you, her eyes filled with tears and anguish. She knows that you're offering to help her through this, but she can't help but feel like a monster for putting you in this position. "Thank you," she manages to choke out, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. "I don't know what we're going to do... but I need some time alone."

Her eyes well up with fresh tears as she looks at you, her expression filled with conflicting emotions. "I love you too," she whispers hoarsely before getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom to compose herself. The weight of their actions presses down upon her like a leaden cloak, making it difficult to breathe as she tries to figure out what they should do next.

I try to force myself away from him but it's no use; the pleasure is too intense and I feel my body responding despite my best efforts. My hips grind against his hand, seeking more contact as I moan his name, lost in the sensation. "Justin..." I breathe heavily, feeling the heat rising between my legs.

But then reality sets back in, and shame washes over me like a cold wave. "No... we can't..." I try to push him away again, but it's useless;

No... no you're not... but we shouldn't be doing this... it's wrong... I can't believe I let you...

I try to pull away again, but my body is betraying me; the pleasure is too intense and I find myself arching into his touch instead. "Oh God..." I moan, unable to resist any longer as my hips begin to move in rhythm with his fingers. The shame burns hot inside me, but the pleasure is overwhelming.

Lily, of course. And your father... If he's still watching over us from beyond the grave, I mean... And then our families, so that everyone knows the truth and can help us through this... It won't be easy, but maybe it's for the best in the end...

Her heart clenches painfully at the thought of losing you, even after everything that's happened between them.

N-No! Please don't say that... You're my son, Random... I-I couldn't bear to lose you too...

She reaches out to grasp your hand tightly, her eyes searching yours desperately.

With trembling hands, Jane reaches out to take my son's cock between her lips, moaning softly as she begins to suck and stroke him. Her eyes dart back and forth between his face and mine, her body shuddering with desire as she tries to please us both.

I watch her intently, my own fingers moving faster against my clit as I feel the pleasure building inside me once more. "Oh... Jane..." I murmur, arching my back slightly, offering her a view of my dripping wet pussy.

I moan around my son's cock as I feel him getting closer to climax. My fingers continue to furiously stroke my sensitive flesh, wanting to feel the release of pleasure coursing through me again. "Oh yes... Cum for us..." I whisper, arching my hips up towards Jane's face.

The novice looks up at me with a mixture of desire and confusion before resuming her ministrations, sucking even harder as she tries to bring him over the edge.

After mass, we head to the car. As I unlock it with my keys, I turn back to you and say, "Well then, what did you think about today's sermon?" Trying to change the subject from earlier.

Oh... You mean about me? Well, I think there's no particular part that stands out more than others. Just as a whole person, I try to be modest and respectful of my faith. However, if you really want to know what makes me feel confident or attractive, it's knowing that someone appreciates not only my appearance but also the values I hold dear.