Coffee's ready--join me in a cup of eye-opener."Davey poured himself a cup and came back to the table. As he started to sit down, he got an eye-opener...that was better than any jolt coffee could provide. Alice still had on her night gown and the way she was leaning over her coffee allowed him to look right down its top and see all her breasts. They were creamy white and topped with the little brown nubbins of her nipples. Davey had to sit down quickly before Alice could see the way his cock. " It wasn't a request," "Dad", the one with big, round breasts responded, "If you sucked my wife's juicy dick, then you will suck mine."Although "Dad" was a woman, she was taller than any of the three of us and broader shouldered. She looked like she meant business and the big black strap-on between her legs did nothing to take away from that. I doubted we could get away from both her and Mom if we tried. And anyway, did we really want to get away? If we'd been so willing to suck a fake woman's. He told me that things were working out very well from his perspective and asked if I was comfortable with the arrangement. Of course I was thrilled to be finally able to do something for myself and told him so. It certainly wasn't about the money as I really didn't need it."One other thing," he said as he got up and locked the door to his office. "I have noticed you watching me more and more lately and I don't think that your husband is keeping you happy," he continued.I was unprepared for. It incensed his appetite for both food and sex.Peter washed up and sat at the table and his mother served dinner. Conversation at dinner usually revolved around farm business, crop prices, the weather, the cost of labour, crop yield and so on. Meg had been forbidden to have anything to do with farm management when her husband was still at home. Peter had emancipated his mother and employed her to keep the books and records which she did both energetically and effectively. The farm was making a.