“Why on earth would you want to sleep with your nephew?” She was reluctant to answer, she promised not to tell about us, but now I had to, for her...sake. “It’s my fault mom, she caught me and Rita having sex,” I said without making eye contact. “You and your sister are having sex too? When did all this happen? What’s going on in my house!” It was time to clear the air. I took a deep breath and let it all out. “Rita and I first had sex on our birthday, and then again the same day, that’s when. ” grinned Quentin. “I’ll set the whole thing up,” said Melissa. “Uniforms, classrooms, the lot. O.K.?” “You bet it’s O.K. dear wife,” said Quentin. The only thing he was a little concerned about was that he had reminded his wife of her former slave status. But not for long.Thus it was, in a few days time, that Melissa was surveying the classroom she had set up. It contained four old-fashioned wooden desks, her own desk set up on a dais and a blackboard. Melissa came in, wearing a graduate’s. ” “Oh ouch,” Ryan gasped, grabbing at his heart as if she had just staked him in the chest. “Coming from you means that its true and my life is over. Whatever shall I do?” “You could take your sister and go have a good night,” my mother laughed, trying to hurry us out the door. “Don’t let her get into trouble okay?” “We will mom,” Talia laughed, wrapping my jacket around my shoulders and leading me out the door. “By tomorrow morning she will have a few piercings and at least one tattoo.” “I. He knows I can cum over and over. It only took a few minutes for a third orgasm to build up inside of me. I kept my hands on his head, grinding and moving my hips as his tongue touched just the right spot. I came again hard and long. My orgasms are like waves crashing in over and over and sometimes, at the very right second, if you catch the very top of the orgasm before it crashes in, you can ride it in much longer and harder. Before the third orgasm ended, the fourth one started and even.