“Why did you try to steal my money? Why did you not ask me for it? And why do you need it?”Abbey was embarrassed on hearing Joe’s questions, but... she was even more embarrassed at Joe’s gentle tone when he asked his questions.“I ... I ... that is ... it’s my nieces...” Abbey could not continue, and she covered her face with her hands.As she stood shielding her sad face from Joe’s gaze, she suddenly felt him patting her shoulder while he spoke softly to her.“It’s ok, just tell me the truth” he. We fit into the stall together and i whipped my throbbing cock out. As she kissed me, i undid her pants and slid them down. At this point we heard the door open as someone came into the locker room, and the toilet. Luckily they didn't want to use the stall, otherwise we'd have been screwed but luckily they left. Being that the stall was so small, we had to do doggy style which she wasn't a fan of as "i'd be looking at her fat arse". I eventually got her in position and having gone a bit soft. “Here Ian it’s time I returned to your Father, he’ll be wondering what we’re up to. Come here and I’ll give you a hug.” She held me to her breasts again and rubbed them against me across my chest. My prick suddenly sprang up out of my pyjamas in front of her as she drew back from me. “I’ll leave you to look after that Ian you little devil.” Smiling she got up and rushed out of my room, leaving me to wank myself silly at her teasing. I saw Maria in the street the next day returning with a man. When Jackson requested a slice oforange, Martin pounded his fist against the table."Daisy," Kay shouted at him forcing Martin to blush."Mom, this has to stop." My, my, you have only yourself to blame for this, Daisy. Now, go getyour brother a slice." Fine," Martin replied as he carefully got to his heeled feet oncemore. He cut up an orange and brought a slice of it over to Jackson. Ashe placed it down, Jackson asked with a smirk, "Could you sprinkle alittle sugar on it?"Martin glared at his.