" I'm a judge." For a fraction of a second he almost smiled and then sank back in the chair, his fingers still entwined in her hair."The plan, as I re...all it," he said, "was that I would continue my career and not feel bad about neglecting you by working too many hours. In return you would take a certain amount of freedom, within some rules intended for our common good." Beautifully put. In tabloid speak I would get all the bonking I could find, provided it did't interfere with your work. In. And a lot of the time we didn’t have on any underwear because of Steve. So you could have very easily touched us if you knew and really wanted to.”“The countless times you played video games or board games with us, and you’d do funny faces and voices making us laugh. We felt so loved and safe with you like real girls should,” Brenda said, supporting her sister.Tears began to drip from Dan’s eyes. “There were quite many times Diane and I wanted to tell you about Steve. He would show us the. “So I’m not going to stop until you reach a number that’s enough for me.”“Yes, Mommy,” I breathed. God, she was good at dirty talk.Nicole moved her head down, her tongue coming so close to my pussy that I ached for it. I was nearly there, and just the tip wasn’t enough. She tickled the barbell, just barely tapping against it, just enough to drive me crazy. I was so close to cumming. “Can I cum?”“That depends if you ask right.”She looked up at me, eyes wide with glee. “Mommy, can I please cum?”. He was an alumnus of our fraternity and our Chapter Advisor. In our house, his undergraduate exploits were told and re-told; the stuff of post-pubescent male fantasy. I hadn’t known it, but he had been keeping an eye on me. After I had distinguished myself as both runner and scholar, he recruited me to work for his company. He cautioned me I would be a probationary employee, like all new hires, but I would be a star ‘probie’.“I dunno about all that hair,” he had mused, shaking his head, “but.