Charlene, Marla's mother, was a quiet woman, soft spoken, and totally dominated by her husband, Henry. Joseph felt sorry for her. Henry had been a far...er most of his life, finally retiring after selling the farm to a big corporation. They lived frugally on the proceeds, which drove Marla's younger sister, Avril, crazy. She was a rebel in every since of the word and couldn't have been more opposite from her mother. Spiked, bleached hair, heavy makeup and clothes strategically torn to show off. I opened my mouth, extended my tongue and pressed against his balls and licked upward. He smelled like a guy, not the way I imagined a girl smelling, though I had never been down on a girl before except in my fantasies. I remember the way his penis felt against my tongue, the skin of his balls tugging slightly with my tongue until releasing as I climbed the shaft, stiff and smooth, then traced the ridge of his head. His tummy fluttered a little as I did thisThen I plunged his cock into my. .. And my love remained focused on three people, my son, my daughter and Marielle. We met frequently, more than two separate lives might expect." Why didn't you..." began Joe, confused."She was my father's mistress. A mix of everything forbidden in the Brahmin world of New England: a Hispanic mix of Native American, African American and Caucasian. Like you Joe I clung to my ambition which in my case involved my father's purse strings and my mother's pride. Mom flipped out when she discovered us. We are going to change and then we will bedown to join you. Pour us two G&T's and close the curtains."Twenty minutes later I heard the girls coming down the stairs andthen made their grand entrance.Jessica was giggling as she walked into the room stark naked andsaid, "Sally Anne thought if I dressed like this it would savetime later."Jessica really had a stunning figure so I really did not mind.Sally Anne came in and she too was stark naked. Both girls hadshaved their pubic hair away and looked.