“Adam did I ever tell you about Sara’s mom?” he is confused by the question trying to remember if I had. He is shaking his head to indicate I ha...en’t.“Sara’s mom in short cheated on me, Sara isn’t my child. I’m not sure how to tell you this but we fell in love after finding this out. We both decided we were meant to be together. Sara is going to be my wife.”Adam remembers. “When she was thirteen I caught her peeking as you changed. I asked her then, what you think you’re doing looking at your. Jocerlyn was seated on a stool resting her head on her hands on the breakfast bar, her eyes were closed but her body was tense. "Flubberguts, go to your room, please." I said quietly. She just swung herself off the stool without looking at either of us and walked straight down to my room in a snit. I felt my eyes widen at her choice of room but thought it politic not to verbalise it. Gail also noted where her little girl went and also without comment took over the stool.The coffee had just. His tongue danced inside her hot mouth and the warmth of his kiss made her body tingle. Kiss after kiss, they began eagerly exploring each other’s bodies, she was rubbing his chest, he was fumbling with un-tucking her shirt. Things were getting more and more frantic as all the years of desire had finally reached a boiling point. It was at that point they both knew there was no turning back. They continued to kiss and undress and he began to lead her to the stairs that led to his bedroom.. ’ I said. ‘Tell me—you have never been with a woman before?’ ‘No, Sir. Never.’ ‘Never tasted pussy?’ ‘N… n… n… no sir.’ ‘In fact before today, I don’t think a woman has ever tasted your pussy. Is that right?’ ‘Yes Sir.’ Rachel seemed to be blushing. ‘I think you have lead quite a sheltered life, haven’t you?’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ ‘But you have just had a taste of something else… something more.’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ I turned to Anya. ‘You have done very well, my dear. And now you should have your reward. Sit.