.. Fuck mommy... Fuck your mother... Fuck your mother's vagina... Yes baby, yes... That's it son... Just like that... Fuck mommy harder... Give mommy ...our cock baby... Give me your cock... Come on baby, fuck mommy harder... This is what you've been dreaming about... To fuck your very own mother... To feel your mother's pussy wrapped around your pumping cock... Well let me feel your cum shoot in my pussy baby... Fill mommy's burning pussy with your cum... Yes, yes, harder you dirty boy... Fuck. Jane?" I asked her."Oh. Aamir you were listening carefully, You are a smart boy. You have caught me, I think now I need to tell you the truth." Ms. Jane stammered."Aamir today I got a call from your parents. They always had my number and we were always in touch. They wanted me to train you and develop your personality and they have planned to send you to London for your further studies. As I have always fancied for you since the days I was teaching your sisters, the very thought that I could. The words tended to be slurred, run on, and had a kind of sing-song cadence to them. There seemed to be code words and buzz phrases for everything. Everyone is "Baby", "Honey", or "Sugar". She drilled me incessantly, chiding me good-naturedly whenever I slipped up, using a big word or phrase that would have been just as confusing for a street girl as all of this was to me. I was perplexed. It was all so... alien to me."Honey, I don't really have to talk like this, do I?"Kyra put it. Okay we will be back later. She leaves with Marilynn in tow against her will.Maryann grabs a chair and comes over to sit beside the bed.Hey you do not have to site right here, you can go out and watch TV or play a game on the computer. I usually leave it on.No I have a book and I can read. Okay and hey thanks for caring, you make a very cute nurse and ……. John dozes off again.He is asleep and I wonder if , oh hell . Maryann reaches over and lifts the covers and looks at Johns naked body.