.."Holly laughed, "I see. This sudden interest in your wardrobe isn't about Elliot. Is it? This is about the new boy. Who is it?"Marigold shook her he...ad, "It doesn't matter. He's not acceptable anyway." To who?" Holly asked. "To Jonas?"Marigold nodded, "Reverend Lofton says..."Holly cut her off, "You do know that Jonas and Reverend Lofton don't always see eye-to-eye, don't you?"Marigold turned to face her mother, "How do you mean?" Well," said Holly, drawing out the word. "When we first started. “Using your terminology, I am the prostitute ... they are my clients!”This time I put my hand up to stop her slap.“You said you’ve made love six times, but there are only four names,” she said.“Scarlett had a repeat, today,” I said to my smart sister.“But, who ... is the sixth?”“You’re smart, you figure it out?”I saw her eyes bug out, “Is it Mom, are you fucking our mother?”“NO, I am making love with my mother, Sally. I call her Sylvia.”“This is getting creepier by the minute. You’ve got four. “I’m only an E cup. It’s not that big.” And that’s where a lack of free will gets you, the sane part of her thought. One look and you’re blabbing your bra size to him. “Lucky I’ve got big hands then,” he half grinned. Sienna was gobsmacked. It was the first time she’d seen anything but a scowl on his face and the effect on her system was devastating. He wasn’t a classically handsome man – too dark and brooding for that, his face all angles. Cheekbones like coat hangers and a sharp jaw to match.. A huge explosion of beautiful creamy cum came hurtling down my throat and I swallowed it all down. He was fucking my mouth so hard and pushing my head hard against his body I thought he would never stop cumming! Slowly his thrusts became less intense until it subsided completely. I continued to lick his cock afterwards until he had calmed down and then I let go, satup regaining my position in my seat. I wiped my mouth and ran my fingers through my hair straightening myself out. He sat.