Oh that is well deserved... she was chicky to me yesterday, i hope sir is giving them really good. Judging by the tears, sir is really getting through......" That was what been said by her peers. Africa reappeared moments later, made the pleasantries and took a chair on his table. Took out his red pen, signalled the girl at the front to come with her book. She obeyed and then he marked it, signalled for the one behind the girl, she came and the work was not finished. She instructed to go and bend. Until some of the memories dimmed and she could see them in perspective again. And she wasn't prepared to face school yet, not even Mark.Her nostalgia broke when she heard Jenny approaching the door, and she hurriedly gulped down the last traces of food remaining on the plate.During the long ride to Brookdale, Thea seemed subdued and pensive, offering little in the way of conversation, except that the rest at Brookdale was what she needed until she felt strong enough to go back to school again.. Went back to the bedroom horny as hell and was greeted by my wife naked and rubbing her pussy. again, my wife, she is 5 feet tall, wonderful big 38D-cup breasts with big cherry like nipples. She has shoulder length blonde hair and nice trimmed bush, since I dont like bald. I asked her what got her charged up. It seems she looked out the window too and saw what I was seeing. And as I have written she is VERY bi-sexual. I just sat stroking my cock watching her. I was rock hard now and had my wife. Now she felt her daughter’s small fingers press between her thighs to the crotch of her jeans in response to the words, rubbing at her mother’s cunt through the fabric. Josie felt sometimes on the edge of losing control. Yes, she was the mother, the adult, but sometimes she felt she was falling in, becoming submerged and subservient to her own daughter’s burgeoning sexuality. The incestuous lesbian relationship was so naughty, so private, so very forbidden--and so very intensely exciting that.