I gasped as his lips met the skin above my stocking tops. I stifled any other noises as I saw Mary, my supervisor, approaching. ‘Quiet, isn’t it E...laine?’ She said as I tried to get an unspoken message to Malcolm to stop before I groaned aloud. Mary’s voice did what my thoughts couldn’t. Malcolm kept perfectly still. Could Mary see the bulge of his head under my skirt? I hoped not. I wished she would go away. ‘Yes,’ I replied. ‘Not long to closing and it doesn’t seem as if there are many people. Obviously, she was going to suck him. Linda didn't want to allow this. She wanted her son's cock juice for herself. So she whispered to her mother for help.While Bob and Linda talked, Julie quietly went and stopped Cathy from taking the boy's cock into her mouth. She told Bill, "Your mother wants to see you now." The boy ran to the sink, washed his face, fixed his pants and came into the living room, accompanied by Cathy who had already adjusted her clothes."Do you want to see me, mom?"Linda. Everything," I sighed softly. "Being in this bed, with you and my dad." Ours?" Katrina widened her eyes as she brought a finger to my lips, playing with my mouth gently."Our dad," I agreed happily. "I never thought I'd share you with anyone." I don't want to be shared, Mistress." Her eyes were so dark, I was falling into them.My father, our dad, was there, sitting on the bed patiently, watching us. He knew, I think. He understood that this was special and more about Katrina and myself than him.. "Come on, if you spend the day with your poor, old mother, I'll make you your favorite for dinner!" Now I was bribing him!"Spaghetti..." he stated, caressing the non-existent whiskers on his chin with his thumb and forefinger. "...with meatballs!" he stated."Deal! Go set up your game, I'll be there in a minute" Darren was smiling as he stood to head into the living room, and I couldn't help but smile back at him. As I went to refill my iced tea however, I couldn't help but feel a pang in my.