”“I can’t Bill, please can’t we wait?”“Oh I just want to lick your wet pussy.”She had never heard such talk ...and though strangeshe felt very aroused. Without answering she backedup to the bed and sat, pulling up her skirt. Billwas on her lips as quick as he could. “Oh Dee, you’re soaking wet,” as he lapped andsucked her clit. An orgasm came rapidly followed by several more shewent on to describe the pleasurable moaning as sherubbed her. Wearing underwear under my pajamas didn't help but no matter what, her ass always found my cock.At first I couldn't really control myself and I would cum in my pajama bottoms when Mom's ass rubbed against my cock. By the time I turned 16, I could control that but I still couldn't control getting a woody when she snuggled up next to me.Mom never said a word about my problem even when I young and spurted in my pajama bottoms. She always thanked me for sleeping with her the next morning. She saw. Once the morning exam was over those involved left the room waiting outside for her close friend Ann was Rosemary. Ann was several paces in front of me. As Rosemary and Ann turned to my great surprise and great delight I could see over 2 inches of the white slip I had seen earlier. Somehow Rosemary had managed to dislodge her slip over a long way. I followed the pair back part of the way but decided that it would be better to go another way as I was rapidly catching up with the slip showing. It was when she had come to know the two servants better that she realised that Jon fancied her. He was always willing to chat to her and his hands touched hers quite unnecessarily at times. When Hugo was away visiting a mine and Jon was preparing paperwork for later, he would often ask Helen to help him in the study and would idly stroke her hair or her back when she was near to him.One afternoon, Helen decided to do something about this, as she found she was missing the taste of a prick every.