You need to cum.”“You do, Daddy,” my half-sister whimpered as she stood beside our kissing mothers. “I can satiate you if Bess isn't good enou...h. I don't have to cum, either. I just want to make you happy, Daddy.”Mom broke her kiss with her sister. “We all just want to make you happy, Father.”“Mmm, yes,” Aunt Louisa moaned, her blue eyes fluttering, her large tits swaying. She licked her lips, a smile growing on them. “This is so delicious, Father.”“Yes, it is,” Daddy growled. “You don't have. "Yes, I remember, baby," I said. "You almost killed me right then and there." I really didn't mean to flash you, Dan. Really. You were just my friend then. But I wore those panties after ... you know..." she smiled. "And I remember that you liked me in them." Or out of them, sweetie," I said.Giggle. She leapt to wrap her arms around my neck and I held her weight off the floor as we hugged. "I missed you today, babe," she said. "I had a lot of fun with Mizz Ann an' Teresa, but I missed YOU!" I. He had her turn around and model the outfit."Lamar, I have work to do." Sure, go ahead," he had said.He had stayed home the entire day, having her bring him cool drinks, watching her every move as she did her housework. After the first few uncomfortable moments, Coleen, despite herself, began to enjoy the attention and the compliments he paid the thirty-seven year old who had become his (unwilling?) mistress.Later that afternoon, as Coleen was taking some clean laundry upstairs, Lamar's eyes. Being a last-minute kind of guy, I rushed home and hastily packed my stuff. I fell asleep, thinking of an abstract math equation...The next day, I arrived at the airport early. I checked in and examined my ticket. 56A. I liked window seats for some reason and I was happy to get one. I asked around my friends and checked their seats. Someone told me Alicia was sitting at 56B. I went to check with her, and sure enough, I was sitting next to her. How wonderful, I thought, until a teacher-in-charge.