”Fleur slapped my arse, “Okay, turn over.”Lying on my back, Fleur first massaged my scalp and neck which was delightfully relaxing. Then her han...s ran firmly across my pectoral muscles which, given my constant computer use, was much less delightful.“I know it is painful,” she said, “But something nice will follow.”And it did, her hands running down my breastbone before sliding around the base of my breasts. Around and around her slippery fingers spiralled, ever inward until she was tracing her. Hansen nodded perfunctorily and then referred again to his chart and said, "Nice going, Mary Jo, Felicia. You know where the dean of students has his office. Please go there immediately and I'll see you two after class."The two of us waltzed out like we were just elected class presidents, but on the way to the dean's office, I suddenly got an inspiration.When Mr. Hansen showed up to write us up for our little peccdadillo, I pretended to be mortified, begging him to let me off with just a. The bastard pulled me by my hair again fo(r)cing my head to his dick.What did you do?I opened my mouth and cleaned off his cock off. Tasting his cum and my pussy cum.Really?Yes. Believe it or not it tasted good. Wow sounds like you had a rough night.That's not the end of it.Really?My br(o)thers cock got hard in my mouth.Your br(o)ther?Oh sorry yes it's umm my br(o)ther fucking my brains out.Holy shit that's makes it even hotter. Fa(m)ily fun. You know it safe. I was hoping it wasn't some. “And so damned sexy!” Helen knelt up and threw off the covers. “Lose the shorts,” she demanded, “I want to see what the fuss is about. I had an erection that would cut diamonds and as I lay back down, it slapped against my stomach, the angry red helmet weeping into my belly button. She reached for it and gently fondled it. “It is so lovely, I want to kiss it.” I endured erotic agony as she kissed her way from my balls up the large vein to the head. She pulled it upright and after kissing her.