What I'd muchrather talk about is you sleeping with Lee last weekend."Anne became furious with her brother and said, "He is lying!"Jeff said, "Yeah, A...ne. I am lying. You two did not sleep while sharinghis bed."Ace wanted to get Anne and Jeff on the same page. He did not want hisfamily to turn against each other. "Oi! Anne, Jeff, you two into thekitchen with me right now!"Those three went out of the room and Dave saw finding out why he had beenstaying at Nan's as a way to get out of staying. "Look at her squirm. She's really enjoying it. Aren't you, April? Tim, it's time to eat your mother. Use your tongue instead of your fingers. April, I won't let your son stop until you cum. And don't try to fake it. I've been around long enough to tell the difference. And don't be shy. Tell your son what he should do and what you're feeling when he's doing it." I'm sorry, Mom." Honey, you don't have a choice. I'm sorry you have to do such a disgusting thing."Yeah right, I thought and. She moved her hips and gripped the sheets with her hands. I tried something out on her. “Remember the first time you fucked a priest?” “Yeah …” she sighed slowly, drawing it out as the memory of that event returned. “Where’d you do it?” “In the rectory; while everyone else was watching television. The Pope was on.” “How did he get you to do it with him?” “He’d heard my confession that afternoon. I … I told him about my sinful thoughts, and then explained them in detail after he insisted. Salma broke the kiss, lifted my head up, looked at me and said ‘Pappu, did you feel it? Your dick just hit my womb! Show me how much you love me, Pappu.’I withdrew my dick to the edge of her pussy and pushed it back in until it hit her sweet spot. ‘Just like that Pappu, stretch my pussy darling.’ This feedback was all that I needed. I started fucking Salma with long slow strokes, with every stroke I tried to push deeper and deeper into her.Salma was now moaning like crazy. ‘Pappu, fuck me.