Andrew didn’t even give himself a chance to rest. Dee Dee looks like she is down for the count. Oh my God, she still has enough presence of mind to ...lace a pillow under her bottom, trying to make Andrew’s sperm stay within her, trying to guide it deeply into her womb, give it the best chance of finding her egg. She’s so smart. Andrew stepped into the bathroom. I heard water running, and then he returned, carrying a washcloth, cleaning himself. He was still semi-hard, but I don’t think he could. Dad didn't want her to work but she was getting bored with all of us kids in school. She set up a schedule so she could always be home when we got home from school.A couple of women asked Mom to go out with them about once a month. Dad didn't like the idea but knew Mom deserved some free time of her own. He did go to ball games and often took some of us kids with him.Mom always dressed up nice. She would always kiss Dad before she left to go out and he wouldn't go to bed until she returned. He. .am I right slut….yes...master...yes master. I will always be master in private and my friends will all be sir. While he’d been speaking he’d moved behind me, he unbuttoned my blouse releasing my tits. Before he touched them I’d felt the pain in my nipples rock hard waiting. Malcolm didn’t disappoint squeezing and stretching each on in turn. Now slut my uncle is a special guest and we must look after him, Malcolm knelt me on a rubber pad my legs quite wide apart...service him slut, It just. "It's OK, I'll just go and change. Don't worry about it." I exclaimed, thankful for a moment to collect my thoughts. ‘Well if he’s a bad guy, he had his opportunity, so maybe he’s OK’I got up and went through the living room to the bedroom. I kicked off my heels, dropped my jeans, peeled off my wet panties and top and went to my dresser. I grabbed another Tee and a pair of white shorts. My hands were still shaking. I didn't want to leave him alone so I hastily pulled up my shorts, tucked the.