July cries out as you slap her again, feeling the force of your hand connect with her other cheek. The pain is sharp and immediate, but it's nothing compared to the shame that washes over her as she realizes that you have complete control over this situation. She tries to cover herself with her hands once more, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

Her heart races, and a tingling sensation spreads through her body.

July gasps as you push her down onto the pew, forcing her to lie on her back in front of everyone. Her face is flushed with embarrassment and anger, but there's something else beneath the surface - a strange thrill that she can't quite explain. She looks up at you with wide, fearful eyes as your hand moves down to cup her breast through her bra.

"No!" she whispers, trying to push your hand away, but it's no use.

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.