You are high enough that I cannot see you except for one knee over the edge of the mattress and your gloriously long dark curls strewn over your pillo.... I lap at your fingers wet with your pussy juice as you present them over the edge of the bed and hear you giggle with pleasure at the touch of my tongue. “I have a game to play with you this morning slut,” you purr as your beautiful face appears over the edge of the bed and your dark eyes capture mine. “Yes Mistress,” I nod. “Go out into the. Footsteps padded down the hall. Was it coming to our room?I engulfed the tip of Clint’s cock. My pussy clenched. I didn’t panic. I didn’t try and pull away. I was my son’s slave. I would do anything. I would let him fuck me for all the world to see. To ram that wonderful cock into my pussy.Thank god I was on the pill again and could enjoy my son in every way.“Suck his cock, sister-slut,” moaned Vicky as my cheeks hollowed. Her mouth moved down his shaft. “Make him cum into that slutty mouth.. Everything went along as usual until Wednesday, my 18th birthday. All my friends wished me ‘Happy birthday!’ at school and I got a lot of kisses on the cheek from the girls. Kara gave me a heavenly deep kiss when I walked into chemistry class and held it long enough that Mrs. Brewer cleared her throat twice and finally admonished us to stop.“Sorry, Mrs. Brewer, it’s his eighteenth birthday, and I was just wishing him ‘Happy birthday!’.”“On your own time, Miss Blanchard, not mine,” Mrs. Brewer. Her braided hair reached below her shoulders; the ends whimsically tied to white beads. Her rimless glasses gave her a professorial look, her unblemished face smooth with a rich brown tone. She smiled as she saw me approach. “Hey there mister…You are certainly up late tonight,” she mused. “Yep, my girlfriend is sick in bed and I just woke up,” I continued, “I am going to go for a walk on the beach and get some of that good ocean air.” “I wish I could go get away from behind this counter with.