I felt so numb. What was going to happen now? What was mum going to say?& would she tell dad? Oh god no! Please! Not dad! I got dressed anddecided t... go down and see her. She was in the kitchen sat at the tablestaring at the wall nursing a cup of tea before looking up at me andsaying there was one for me on the draining board. I got my tea and satbeside her. Silence. It was so unbearable, I had to say something, "I'm sorry mum, I wont doit again" "But why Lee, what on earth possessed you?. ”It wasn’t that long ago that my face had been coated with her daughter’s pussy juice; although Caitlin’s was much milder, both mother and daughter tasted good. Now I was really hurting. Vickie fingers were running through my hair.“That was nice Tom; I haven’t felt this way since my first love in high school, Ralph being the puritan he is.”She noticed my problem.“You would like to fuck me wouldn’t you?”Again my blush answered the question. She reached over and ran her hand over my tool, looked. . He laid on six strokes in fairly rapid succession... hardly more than a second between each. Possibly expecting a more measured pace, Julia was taken by surprise. Yelping as each stroke bit, she twisted and threshed like an eel... much to Havers’ satisfaction.“The same applies to you, young lady,” said Havers when, in a remarkably short space of time, it was over.“Neither Miss Rosalie nor myself will tolerate laziness. or bad work. You’ll be for it if we get it. I hope I make myself. "And number two there's just no way I could ever go anywhere with your granddaughter again." Oh my God," she smiled. "A man with backbone. You're not going to take her back?" Nope," I said."Good for you," she smiled, starting to eat her ice cream again. "So let's talk about Hawaii again. What kind of summer job do you want? What would be perfect?" What I want is anything that pays over minimum wage. What would be perfect would be a job as an assistant or a gopher in an architectural firm." So.