?Maisie had laughed. ?No no?that’s not enough. And you have more money than that. Uncle Howard gave you your Christmas money late, and I know Dad ha...s been slipping you money, because he feels bad about your chastity?one slave to another?you want to cum, you’d better give me more money.?So finally Spal had confessed that he had about one hundred fifty dollars hidden in his sock drawer, and Maisie had taken it and tucked it in her panties?and then she’d called down the hall, ?Mother, Spalding is. At night he'd phone he was coming home late, just leave him a sandwich. Then he'd sit in his study past bed-time with his nose buried in papers. She'd stood behind him once, running her hands up and down his chest, feeling her crotch grow moist. "Just this week, honey, I'm nearly done," he'd told her, not even looking up. So she'd broken off and gone to bed alone. Past midnight he'd crept in, careful not to wake her. She felt neglected, increasingly resentful. Now late Friday, he'd come. It's all yours."I was unsure that I could give her what she wanted so soon after finishing. I did welcome her trying, though. Within a couple of minutes, with her skilled mouth, she brought me half way to life. She straddled me and enveloped it once again in the velvet tunnel. I pinched her nipples and she began circling her hips against my bone. I knew she would finish when I heard her gasping sounds. When I squeezed her breasts, she began her "Ohhh, Ohhh" sounds, each one slightly louder and. They got up and dressed . my father lay down beside her. it was only for a while. he then got up and came over to me and slept by me. I thought that my dad loved only me. but here I was in for a surprise. There were things I didn’t know and felt jealous.The next night I acted as if I was sleeping. I didn’t know what sex was till then. My parents waited half hour after lights off. It was my turn to sleep next to my mother. I faked to be asleep. My father switched off the bed light. These scenes.