"I don't know, maybe send one or both of us to a private school somewhere," I wondered aloud."Yeah, so we can get it out of our system," Chrissy confi...rmed.There was a loud knock on my door—it was Dad. Mom was probably in Christine's room right now, too."Christopher, your mother told me some interesting news, I would like to hear directly from you. You've never lied to me, so don't start now?" Well, Dad —this all started when Mom caught me, thinking I was masturbating..."It took about 15 minutes. Leaving the vibrators in me, he climbed up to my chest. "Beg for it, bitch." I begged him put his slimy cock in my mouth. "Beg me to fuck your face," he said. I begged him to fuck my face, and he did, sliding his cock in and out of my mouth like it was a cunt. When he came, it got in my mouth, as well as my lips and cheeks and nose. I spit some of it out, but it only made a bigger mess. He grunted and got off me. He left the room. While he was gone, I found myself humping the vibrators, still. "Don't worry. I didn't expect you to," she comforted him, "It's just that it has happened, and I didn't want you to get the wrong idea." Have you been with him long?" asked Derek."Five years, and in that time he has done this seven times," she replied."Why do you stay?" I have no idea, but I always go back to his bed. If I were you I would spend the rest of today looking at the vacancies, internal and external." Surely one of the female juniors complains?" Derek persisted, "It's sexual. She lived in a distant city and was visiting my family for about a week when it happened. It was nice to see her again and listen while she told stories about the family during the years I was growing up. Grandfather had died a few years earlier so Mom and Dad often invited her to visit us and stay a few days. During this particular visit, Mom and Dad had to attend a special social obligation one evening. Mom asked me to stay with grandmother that evening to keep her company. I agreed, but I.