I pushed my son away and grab that hand that was just in my pussy and began licking it clean.he giggle and said it tickles.my son got up and got bewee...n my legs and put his dick in me and started fucking me.i told my cousin to take off your shorts.I open my mouth and pointed put your dick HERE.i was sucking his dick and my son was fucking me (WHAT A HEAVENLY FEELING)we did this for a few moments.then i stopped sucking to say come on and fuck my mouthlike its pussy.I guess my dirty talking must. I am seeing Bob Sellick later and I am going to get you sacked!" I didn't say anything. He wouldn't hear my denials anyway, and arguing the case may lead to Eve's prior knowledge being revealed. I was also certain that Bob would not sack me. This was a private matter. I was uncertain though when Bob asked me to come to his office the next day.He looked up when I entered his office."Ah, John. Take a seat, will you?" He placed the papers he was reading in a neat pile on his desk. Without preamble. He lay on the outside, where he kept the candles burning, no doubt for the satisfaction of every sense, for as soon as he had kissed me, he rolled down the bed clothes, and seemed transported with the view of all my person at full length, which he covered with a profusion of kisses, sparing no part of me. Then, being on his knees between my thighs, he drew up his shirt, and bared all his hairy thighs, and stiff staring truncheon, red top, and rooted into a thicket of curls, which covered his. I’d worked slowly on the oil painting. It wasn’t dry yet, but I kept a cloth over it, held away so it didn’t touch the wet paint. I wasn’t ready for my parents to accidentally walk in and see it. Still, I could see clearly in my mind’s eye what was on that canvas.I’d gone through my parents’ music collections and ripped all their Broadway musical CDs. Then I’d started on opera. I’d never been a great fan of opera, but the aria that Allison had sung still rang in my ears and I needed to find out.