Unfortunately, the family business seems like it will end with Andy unless Sheila stops being a drug addled bohemian and takes on what Andy had traine...d her to be. It's happened before, the oldest son embracing the pleasure side of the Niemi's, a parallel tradition, Sheila's grandfather and great grandfather were disciples of Crowley, and Andy himself spent several dissolute years traveling aimlessly with the fortune paying the way until his father took ill and he took up the mantle with great. “You don’t even have to tell me, just cum in my mouth and let me drink it all down. Okay?”“Yes.” What else could I say? She dove back down on my cock and sucked me dry. When I thought I had cum all I could she rubbed my balls and massaged the base of my cock and got a little more and she went after it like she was starving. When she finally seemed satisfied that she’d emptied me she sat up again, looked at me and asked, “Better?”All I could do was nod, so she leaned in and kissed me. I. As far as she could tell, it was by far the most pleasurable thing she'd ever done. It was way, way better than a rollercoaster. It was also way better than reading romance novels. She didn't even need to imagine a man that first time; her own experimental fiddling was more than enough.Having successfully cum for the first time, she took a minute to catch her breath, calm her nerves, and wipe the sweat from her brow... and then she continued to masturbate. She played with her nipples, which. Then I took a look at the pictures. They were of Scott and the same woman from the last one having sex. I know I said one thing, but now that I saw those pictures I wasn’t too sure how to feel. Maybe it was just believing one thing and seeing another. “Shit. And how did you get these?” I asked. “You are not going to like it. I hired a P.I. To follow him one night when he was ‘working late’ a couple months ago. So he took the pictures and showed them to me. I can’t say I was all that surprised.