Needless to say, I was very popular with the boys. Like a landslide, things picked up momentum and hurtled out of control.One of the boys came up to m... at the end of school on Friday and asked me around to his house the next day. Now I had a little bit of a crush on Graeme so it was easy for me to accept.I didn't possess in those days a large wardrobe, nor did I worry about such things. It was summer and the choice was shorts and t-shirt or a light summer dress. I was still feeling slightly. “Sure marge send her in”.Homer’s daughter lisa entered the bathroom closing the door behind her. “Hi homer” she said with a smile as she started to take of her red dress and white cotton panties. “Hi lisa how was your day today?” “Pretty good. How about you homer?”Lisa opened the glass siding shower door and stepped into the shower. Homer moved slightly to one side so that she could get under the water next to him. “Not too bad.” At that point they washed off in silence.Homer looked down at his. "Are you all right?" Please stop asking me that," I pleaded.He remained motionless, penis wilting and thankfully, easing out of me. I controlled my breathing and felt the thud of my heartbeat, a fist beating protest against my breastbone. What had I done? What was wrong with me? I had committed incest.I had been a willing, active participant in the act of incest. I had moved forward with Jonathan in lockstep, a perverse ballet of step, counter-step, would you like to do this, I would like to do. Just as Lucy was nearing the end of the spanking the door opened and Sandra came in. Lucy kept on landing the spanks as she looked up and saw a stern Sandra come towards them, and was happy with the look of approval she got.Ella wasn’t aware that Sandra had come in as she was crying so loudly and even as Sandra’s legs came in to view, Ella couldn’t see them as her eyes were tear-filled.Lucy still didn’t stop but asked, “Do you want to take over, mum?” Both Lucy and Ella loved to call Sandra,.