Vanessa: You mean incest. Isnt that wrong or something? Mom: Yes it is, but you see my baby I am pregnant with. This is my sons child growing inside ...me. Vanessa: ………..Well ok. So where do I start? Kassie: How about Jamess room it smells like sex inside there. Mom: Speak of the devil where iis James? Dad: Up stairs doing I dont know what. Hey Kassie come up to my room please? I need you. Just as she entered my room a grabbed her and forced her to my bed. Kassie: Hey if you want sex just ask. Each of them patting me and squeezing encouragement out of me, they then set to work on each tit, slowly but with measured persistence. In perhaps half a minute, I’m spraying white into my Mistress’s palm. I drop the bit out of my mouth, and Vet takes Mistress’ lead, changing to longer, straining strokes, and so to I hear the first right spray as it tinkles against the metal pail. I want them each so badly to apply their lips to me but I know that they will not – it’s a beautiful exquisite. I said: “o.k.,I am coming immediately”. Seema aunt’s voice was thrilled and she replied “Fine Ramesh, be quick, I am waiting for U to come soon” It was an hour’s drive from my office to home and was just wondering what was “important” that she asked for the first time ever to come home immediately. As I reached our house, I pressed the door-bell and the door opened quickly. It was quite an unexpected sight for me to see. Seema aunty was wearing only only a black transparent bra and a. When the door opened. I jumped out of my skin and started wiping my face, sniffling and running my hand under my nose. When I blinked the tears out of my eyes, I saw who it was. Ms. Jameson, the drama coach. She was young, for a teacher. Twenty-something. Just out of college on her first teaching job. Short, dark red hair (obviously colored), cut to her chin. She was taller than me, and she was wearing a white blouse with a light grey skirt, and heels. She startled too when she saw me,.