"I most certainly am." said Lynn sitting primly on a chair in front of Don's desk."How did you know?" he asked then his forehead wrinkled. "Er, just w...ich screw-up are we talking about?" The subtle change of sex? That poor lad is my daughter's fiancé, that's which." she said calmly and matter-of-factly."You mean... ?" I do." Oh shit!" Shit indeed." said Lynn solemnly."You're going to have to put this right double quick." said Lynn, her expression dangerous to say the least. Don seemed to think. She moved just enough for my tongue to cover the short distance from pussy to arse, which allowed me to penetrate her bottom. I was very happy and soon sensed her body stiffen. In order to encourage me to even greater efforts she gently dug her heels into my sides, as though she was riding a horse. I knew that this meant that squirting was coming soon so I clamped my lips round her pussy and took all Lynne’s pussy juice orally, without spilling a drop. It was delicious. Then Lynne sprung a. It was ten minutes later when I stretched and moved my arm. “Arms gone to sleep. Okay if I put it behind you?”“I guess.” Ann was really watching the movie. I put my arm up behind her with my hand resting on her shoulder. I waited a few minutes and then snuggled her a little closer. Another few minutes and then I moved my hand down over in front positioned somewhere near her breast. I gently rested it on her breast.She knew, for she tensed and then relaxed letting me continue. “Dan, please stop.. Johnson must have heard from some of her girls how I had sewn theirmonograms on their intimates. That's what I'm here to do this morning. Ms.Johnson wanted me to sew an example of the Georgette Skirt for the springdance recital. She also mentioned that she was interested in my sewingmonograms on her lingerie. I didn't understand this. Ms. Johnson is not married, and has no children.It's not like her panties are going to get mixed up with any other girl inher home. But I wasn't going to argue. I.