At the end of the work day I headed home andtook as many deep breaths with the mask as my driving would allow.Once I was home, Miss Rachel reminded me...that Miss Hannah would be overlater and that they would be helping me with my hair problem. She hadme remove my business cloths but leave on my corset panties and hose.The only thing else I was allowed to put on was a pair of 4 inch heals.We had a quick bite to eat and just as we finished cleaning up thedishes the bell rang.It was Miss Hannah. It was our nine-year-old sister Casey's turn to answer the phone.We take turns answering the phone at our house. The tradition started when Jason and I got old enough to answer it and we would fight over who was going to get it first. Daddy solved our dilemma by declaring that we would take weekly turns answering the phone. This week was Casey's week and we waited while she went to the living room to see who was calling us at nine o'clock on a Saturday night.She came back and told Mama it was. My daughter was developing a very powerful sexual persona, and not in the least fazed about it.'So you're still, Virgo Intacta'? She smiled a disarming smile, then shook her head, to indicate she was not. The puzzled look in my face gave away my racing mind, finally she put me out of my misery, 'I have used your sex toys, mother'.Now it was my face that glowed with a pinkish tinge, I had to smile, here I was sitting discussing sex with my daughter, and only finding out she has been humping my. Helen gave me one look, placed a cushion between Joan’s legs and dropped to her knees.“You have a very nice looking pussy, Joan.”“Thank you. I hope you will find it tasty too.”“Let me see,” said Helen as she stimulated Joan’s lips with her tongue. “Yummy. Sweet and fresh. I love it.”“Mmmmm,” moaned Joan, clamping her thighs around Helen’s head. “Please make me come.”“Norma, may I eat your pussy?” asked Amanda. Without waiting for an answer, she stood between my legs, pushed them apart and.