" Not bad," said Mrs King reverting to English, "and your accent doesn'tsound very English."Brian was good at languages and spoke French much better t...an the otherstudents in year one. Anna however, had the advantage that she had livedand holidayed there. As the lesson progressed, I began to wonder if theschool was inviting Jill to be a student so they could get Anna'slanguage skills. I'm sure it is inconvenient for the school having Jillas a guest, as it must restrict some of the things. We're having some problems." What kind of problems?" I asked curiously."Well," he said, looking embarrassed, "sex problems." Oh," I squeak. I was close to my dad, really close, but not close enough to describe the sex life of my parents. I knew they had sex every two days; their moans and screams were loud at night."Anyway, we're talking a seperation. For now." What kind of sex problems?" I press."Well, she thinks I'm cheating on her." Dad shrugs."Are you?" No!" he looks offended. He placed his. “My turn for some questions. How did your inter-family fucking all start then?” JR and Charlie between them explained how they’d noticed that Bobby was spying on them when they were having sex, and one day Charlie has caught him having a wank on their bed, with a pair of her dirty panties held to his face. She had let it go, admitting that she’d fingered herself silly waiting in another room for him to finish. She had told JR about it, and they agreed that the next time they noticed him. Do you want tosee your body or face first?"But by that time I had slid down the sheet covering me. I gasped at thesight. First in my vision were two rounded prominent female breasts and,topping each, brownish pink nipples and areolas. I had seen femalebreasts before as a boy, inadvertent views of mothers nursing infants.But these breasts were not pendulous and swollen with milk, but smaller,rounded and pert. I lifted my hand to feel one, but was distracted byseeing a slim rounded limb, not.