Ian let Millie go and walked towards his office. ‘If everything works out right, Michael should be here within the month,’ Ian said over his shoul...er. ‘Time to contact Oxford and get the ball rolling,’ he thought as he picked up the phone and began to dial… ………… It had been two weeks since the attempt, which is what Michael called it in his head. Since then he had gotten back to some semblance of normalcy. The house was under contract, due to close in a week, Michael had listed it for a. ‘Luck, you are a dead man. I am going to fillet the skin off your body with a butter knife. I’m going to listen to you scream until you die.’ ‘Does that mean you had fun with the simulation dear?’ ‘Does it sound like I had fun with the simulation dear?’ ‘It certainly does. It sounds like you learned a lot, and if anything were to happen to me, you will be able to handle it.’ ‘Don’t you dare use your logic on me Even Luck.’ ‘What would you have done if you had to take over the helm with no. Their needs grew, and when I took Dad in my mouth again he put his hands behind my head, holding my hair. He pulled me deeper onto him as he face fucked me, his rigid cock going deep into my throat. My teeth and lips were holding him firmly yet gently as he started to come. He pulled away before I could swallow more than the first spurts and Uncle took his place quickly, ramming into my open mouth, and holding my head with both hands. He pulled me towards him, ramming into me deeply and coming. The boys are all over eighteen years old now and are back in my life. They are all doing well, and want to become police officers. The Chief is working on it, but it will take sometime to get them all on the force. They call and I tell them when they can come over for sex. There are no more beer parties. Mostly I just sit on the couch and give them blowjobs. We talk about the good old days and how much we all miss Tom. I've tried to get Tom to come and meet with the boys, but he always comes up.