I had to hold on with both hands to keep my face plastered to her. The stubble of her pussy hair was scratching and grinding into my face and I didn't...care at all. It was glorious tasting and feeling a woman in the throes of passion, passion that I was making happen. Tracy went crazy, moaning and mashing her pussy down on my face as she came. She rolled to the side and I cuddled up with her."Tracy, that was incredible," I said. "You did things I never felt before."She touched my face, sticky. He wormed his way in, the smarmy creep! And to do it he tried to–" Greta!" I said sharply, and she stopped, realising she had forgotten her promise."Listen, Kids," I said, more calmly. "The right thing to do is to talk to Mum about it." Dad," asked Jan, "what's all this with the police? Why have they taken Mum away? And where's Derek?"Now I knew I would have to tread carefully, but Greta pre-empted me. "The police think he's committed a crime, and they're questioning Mum to see if she knows. No honey, you didnt hurt your stevie weavie.. I said smiling, and her almost tear filled eyes, gleaming that i used her term for me…almost made her smile. i explained…you didnt hurt me, actually it felt like heaven…, you see – I made something called cum…for your hand…it was so soft, and it felt so good while I was asleep, while you were touching me, you know there – I actually thought you were your mother, and myu body responded by wanting to make a baby, and so my thing, it got hard…and. Jeff was the brother of a long term school friend. I had taught him how to play a guitar many years before when he was just a kid. He was very talented and took to it very well, so well in fact that he improved out of sight until he was able to start his own band and as lead singer was doing extremely well. His band was in great demand locally. He had spoken to me some months before because the band had lost their place to practice and as his wife had just had their first baby he could not.