“That’s it…” she whispered into my mouth between kisses. “That’s it… Give it to me. Give me all that thick sperm. Mmm…”I didn’t kn...w if it had been Eleanor Kaminski’s plan to have sex in the hallway off the kitchen. It may have been that her eagerness to suck me, and the subsequent momentum of things, was too great to pause so we might move to a more comfortable location. I can’t say that I was much concerned about where we did it, apart from the obvious risk of having no warning should Big Ed. Maybe incest runs in the family, Rosalind thought to herself, her cunt moistening. She had never touched her daughter in that way, had never raised the subject of sex with her beyond the necessaries of avoiding pregnancy and coping with her periods and fending off groping men. But here was her sweet Megan, exploring sex with her pretty and obviously quite slutty young cousin.And no surprise, Rosy thought, that Daphne was slutty; her mother Reese, Rosalind’s younger sister, was notorious among. As I wanted, Mom asked to clean up the upper level as well. She agreed and came happily to my room. She started mopping the floor, I went from behind and did the most daring thing in my life which was closing her mouth with one hand and grabbing the boobs in another inside the blouse. She was surprised but was enjoying the moment. She took out my hands and she said, you Mom might listen – I loved your massage. I would love to get that again.Until next week, I could not do anything apart from. But he had, hadn't he.Eight months into their relationship she started working late a few nights a week. Late enough that he was always in bed asleep when she finally came home.Then there were the times she went out on Tuesdays and Thursdays with the girls. Then there were the every other month seminars where she was gone for two days because she needed to attend them to keep up with the changes in the legal profession.And it always seemed that every morning when she got back from a late night.